The glass... we have a small hand mirror that is on the top shelf in the bathroom, right next to Jerry's toiletry bag. When he was grabbing everything in such a hurry, his bag hit the mirror, sending it crashing to the ground (right while he was on the phone with the airline trying to figure out if he could make it to the next airport in time...)
... the shoes of the poor Asian woman - he did apologize profusely, and offered them all of the cash that he had with him... to which the man just scoffed and walked away. (Maybe due to the fact that all that he had with him was a whole $2??!)
... the front door - well it doesn't have a problem staying closed... that is when it doest get closed. It's really hard to close all the way, and then it usually sticks when you try to open it, so many times during the day we just leave it open when the kids are going in and out (using the storm door at the 'main' door... so I have been known to leave the house for various errands/teaching etc. with the door still open. Jerry, on the other hand, will ALWAYS close and lock the door on his way out (even if there are still people inside!), so it was pretty crazy that he would leave the house with the door wide open...
... So, to continue on with the saga - he did make it on the plane in Rochester for the Tuesday flight (after another issue of them telling him he would have to pay $5,600... but luckily they did get through it a wee bit quicker, and he did get to Minneapolis)...
... But here's the kicker... the plane was scheduled to leave Minneapolis at 7:30. I got a call at 8:00 from him... on the plane... taxiing back in from the runway... with 'mechanical errors'. As of now, he is STILL sitting on the ground in Minneapolis, hoping to somehow still be able to fly half way around the world in order to give his presentation.
... I think it's a sign - he needs to take the rest of the week off and just come home!
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Amen to that! There will be other presentations - go home and re-group!
Now Paris, or Rome, or Athens I'd say fight for the ticket, but there'll be other Pragues :) Fun read, Jen.
OK, you're right. I thought I had read your previous post about false break-in, but I must have missed one/some inbetween. I didn't get most of this whole post. I better go find your previous one to fill in the gaps.
OHHH! Now I get it. Wow oh wow. How crazy is that? What a funny story, not to repeat! And man, I hope no scarey stranger reads your blogs and finds out how often you leave the door open and unlocked and learns where you really live... until they meet guard-dog Bailey. But what I was really thinking - that the open door was for Bailey - just another story waiting to happen. And hey, that would have been great to sightsee in Prague, too. Maybe you'll get to go together on one of these exotic Twilight trips, eh?
Great story! What a nightmare! As a former travel agent I had people try and do the same thing. Not a good idea! You HAVE to leave from the first leg of your trip. I'm glad they didn't make him pay the full price.
I can't believe all you guys have been through! Poor Jerry! What a chaotic mess! Keep us posted of when he gets there. Hopefully
un-eventful! I just kept reading every post with my jaw open. Seriously this only happens to Jerry. Pretty funny after the fact, but crazy while it's happening! I'm still laughing about the broken sandle strap! Goodness! You should write a book, just about your families stories. It would sell of the shelves! Very good reading! :)
So Jerry's been through all this, to Prague and back, and gave his presentation in a sane manner?
You don't need to go to the movies...your life is a movie!
Love, Mom - south of Australia
Oh man! If your life doesn't represent a sitcom I don't know what is. If you released that story in a popular book, I swear that all airlines would go out of business! Poor Jerry!
PS- Thanks for explaining the broken glass. :)
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