After years of fancy dop kits carrying everything I thought I might need while traveling, due to 9/11, I am reduced to a plastic baggie with a few sundries. That’s so I can carry the bag on the flight and not allow them to lose my stuff yet again. Once is a enough, in my estimation.
But alas, they can’t seem to stop fucking with me. Make this flight number four where my bags have been lost in the process. Now they say it is as LAX – you might imagine how hard it is to get a bag from one United flight to another, but there it is.
So today, instead of the long run I envisioned, instead of doing homework like I imagined, I have spent the entire day walking in my stack shoes around San Francisco buying clothes to go to meetings tomorrow and make up and now I’m off to Walgreens for various other sundries like toothpaste and toothbrush.
I hate United. I hate British Airways. I’m sure I hate another airlines who has yet to lose my luggage.