Jparks and I bought plane tickets home for the Holidays months ago. Today we got to the airport to use those tickets, only to find out that I've been bumped from our flight to New Orleans. And there are no open seats on any other American Airlines flights. And, according to every travel website on the internets, no other airline has a open seat on any flight. Jparks finds this all very funny. In fact, when he realized that he checked both of our pieces of luggage under my name, and that they are going to end up in Who-the-fuck-knows-land, he started laughing even harder. His chances of getting a Christmas blowjob are getting slimmer and slimmer by the minute.
So here I am, sitting in the San Jose airport with a seat on a flight to Dallas and a useless ticket from Dallas to New Orleans. With every minute that passes, my blood pressure rises and my fuse gets shorter. I know the following is a pointless statement, but I fucking hate airlines.
I better have some awesome gifts waiting for me after this ordeal.