Your Wrap Up Of Another Wheels Off Broadcast Day...

OK...so it's not The Ticket Top Ten...Dear Lord, today was a crazy one. Let's see here...where to begin?

I actually rolled into work early today, just in time to get pelted with some hardcore rain. I flipped from my usually spot on the dial (1310 The Ticket's FM repeater on 104.1) over to KRLD just in time for them to mention a tornado was seen southwest of the airport. Now I LOVE storms. I love rain. I wish for rainy days the way most people hope for sunny days. I'm weird like that. However, I am NOT a fan of even just the idea of a tornado.

So, I'm driving down the service road that leads to the south employee parking lot already slightly freaking out about the whole idea of a tornado. I make the left merge into the crossunder that leads to the parking lot and my car decides to hit a slippery patch and come out from under me. I spun around a little more than 90 degrees and went up onto the curb and into a chain link fence. Yep, I got into a wreck in the middle of a massive thunderstorm 5 minutes from work. That was a somewhat decent sign that my day was gonna be crazy. I started predicting right then and there that today was the day I was gonna get sucked into a 737 engine.

I got into work and decided I would pop my contacts in my eyes before hitting the ramp (which was temporarily closed thanks to lightning in the area) so I could wear sunglasses. I grabbed my glasses case out of my gear bag and made a run to the restroom where I washed my hands and pulled my left contact out of the case. I put it in my eye and it immediately felt like someone was pouring acid into my fucking eyeball. Yep, it hurt so bad I was literally blind for a good 5 minutes. Blind. And to top that off, I lost the contact. After recovering my sight, I began counting the minutes 'til that 737, with it's roaring wing mounted engines, was to pull into the gate. Today was my day to get sucked in.

That flight came and went without incident...hell, it didn't even take me that long to cater that sucker in the rain. So, I started thinking all would be well in the world. Things were looking up.

Then the next flight rolled in and I knew everything was gonna be okey doke. Our last flight of the day is a through flight that originates in our hub city, stops in Dallas, then goes on to LAX. In Dallas, the flight crews allow the passengers going on to LAX to deplane and stretch and maybe catch a bite to eat on the concourse. Well, tonight...we had a Buddhist monk on his way to LA who didn't quite understand the concept of the through flight and thought he was in Los Angeles when he obviously was in Dallas. He sat around and waited for his bags and came to the realization that he was in Dallas/Fort Worth right around the same time the plane was supposed to depart.

He approached one of our ticket agents and tried to explain as best he could with the little English he knew. She called the gate agent and the captain decided to let the guy board. They were already over an hour behind thanks to delays...what was another 5 minutes, right? Well, since he wasn't middle class or white, he had the dreaded SSSS on his boarding pass and he had to go through extra screening. 5 minutes quickly turned into 15 minutes. At this point, I was asked to let the flight crew know what the delay was. After a few more minutes, here comes the monk (in full monk garb), waddling down the jetbridge.

I swear to God, that man reminded me of E.T. for some reason or another...but you couldn't help but smile when you saw him smile. It was that infectious of a smile. Big and toothful. And I realized that I don't do that enough. I let everything stress me out. Here's this guy, on the verge of being stuck in big ol' Dallas/Fort Worth Intl. Airport by himself with no bags and no real grasp on the English language, yet he was still happy and showing no signs of stressing. That's pretty cool.

Planes were late, but staggered, so we kicked some ass and got outta there at a decent hour. I was the last to leave and I got out at 0315. That's not too bad for a bad weather day.

Well, I'm not sure if I ever mentioned my Cingular wireless situation here...so why not now. When I went to our hub city for training right after I got hired, I used my phone alot. Afterall, I was on a nationwide, no-roaming wireless plan, right? WRONG! I thought I was, but the good folks over at Cingular wireless decided that I wasn't really on a nationwide plan. Because of that, I racked up an $850 phone bill while in the evil city de hub.

Thanks to this, I've been having to put off moving to Denton for over a month. Thanks to the loan I took out from Shaun prior to getting a job with my airline, I'm having to pay him back in installments of $150 per paycheck. After all my deductions and taxes, that leaves me with less that $120 to last me almost 2 weeks. YES! I can't wait to not eat!

I've been doing alot of thinking lately. That's dangerous, I know, but I can't help it. I've been having all of these constant little reminders lately of how stupid I am and how I always manage to fuck up the good things in my life. Alot of this revolves around Maureen and how much I really miss her friendship. There are just so many songs and so many things that make me think of that girl. This morning on the way home it was doubled thanks to "I'll Be" by Edwin McCain being on the radio as I passed the big sign at Fouts Field while it said in huge letters "MEAN GREEN SOFTBALL". Yeah, that's a quick route to feeling like shit about how stupid I am.

But Mo isn't the only one I've been thinking about lately. I've also been thinking alot about how the only 2 girls I ever broke up with (as opposed to me being the dumpee...which is the more often occurance) are the only 2 that were keepers. Chaulk up another fuck up for me!

Oh well...I better hit the hay. Another fun day at the airport is coming right up in just a little bit!

I leave you with this...

I never wanted
This to be.
What has happened here?
I believe
I never said it
So, I must have read it
Between the lines
We find the time to grieve.
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Current Music: Jackson Parten and Folktronic - No Importance
Current Weight: 235 (it's finally coming down!)