Looks like I get to spend some time at the airport today to contemplate life. I made some planning mistakes getting here this morning, and arriving 15 minutes before my flight cost me 6 hours of wait time for another one. The terminal is locked just prior to the flight, so I couldn’t get in having arrived so close to departure time.
It’s my first time missing a flight. The attendant at the desk was probably expecting a volatile explosion from an irate customer, but those of you that know me know better. Pissed doesn’t begin to describe my feelings, though I am still able to rationalize my thoughts and keep cool. I contemplated taking a ride back to San Francisco to walk around while I waited, but managing luggage and time are not on my list of “good times” today. Barring sleeping on the terminal floor, I have the computer and reading materials with me to occupy my time.