Saturday, August 23, 2008

Friday Night Don't Stop Till Saturday Morning

I just got back from seeing Todd Carey at his show. I met Todd in the Chicago O'Hare airport doing what almost everyone does there: waiting for a delayed plane. I was curious about him because not only was he adorable, he was also carrying two guitars. After landing in JFK and waiting for an impossibly long time for luggage, I offered to give him a ride to Houston street since my cab ride would me paid for by corporate. Not only was he super sweet but we hit our conversation off fairly well :-) too bad he has a g/f LOL!!

But that got me thinking. How much would it suck to have done a consulting company where you had a weekly commute by plane. Unless you got to hang out with a Todd Carey every time your flight got delayed, you'd be shit out of luck and every Friday night wouldn't end until you got home the next morning! So glad I don't have to deal with that shit.

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2 comments:

Ashley said...

Lucky! I never meet anyone interesting on planes. Only large people who squish in next to me and small loud children intent on kicking my seat.

PE_Feeds said...

Haha, let me remind you Ms. Lin that we only fly twice a week and we fly home usually Thursday night.

In other words, it ain't all that bad! :-P