Today was fucking weird.
So first off my friends and went out last night. I might have gone a little too hard, cause I was super hung over this morning where I had to wake up at 8am to catch a flight back to the city.
But I wake up with no problems. One of my beautiful friends is amazing and drives me to the airport. I’m on time, actually pretty early (I underestimated the size of LAX). I go through security and they have to look through my bag, because I guess my candle was a security problem and they had to screen it and everything. But besides that no problems.
I have time and I’m hungry, so I go get something to eat and end up getting $6 miso soup (fucking ridiculous price for a small bowl of soup but it really helped my hang over, so almost worth it). Then I go back to my gate and find out my flight is delayed by 2 hours because of a problem with the plane. Well fuck. I guess I’ll just hang out and wait for other news. An hour and a half later the plane wasn’t even at the gate, there would be no way the plane would be on time.
So I go to the flight assistance guy to see if I can try to get on another flight leaving sooner and he tells me that I have the best chance with the flight I’m on, but I can try to get on another flight leaving a little earlier but theres not a good chance. So I say, “Fuck it, I’ll try.”
I end up getting upgraded to first class on this new flight, but I have to check my bag (annoying but won’t be too bad to pick it up later). On the flight, I get free drinks and a 3 course meal ending with chocolate gelato. My seat went all the way back and all the movies/tv shows were complementary. It was so lavish.
We land in JFK, and its time to find my bag. Apparently the baggage claim turnstile is broken and it takes about 15 minutes to get it working again. Still not too bad, just have to get on the air train and then the subway.
At the air train station, I stop to talk to one of the workers because on my way to JFK the last time my card wasn’t working and I didn’t have cash to pay the $5 fee. I asked for assistance and the guy who helped me was kind of creepy, and kept messing with me, but not in a funny way (or at least my nerves were fried and it wasn’t the time to be joking [He said I’d have to go back to the city (40 minutes) and get another card, when I freaked out, he said “Just kidding, I can totally help you out.” I just don’t get this type of humor, all it did was almost make me cry). He said that when I come back to the city I have to talk to one of the people working there, or else they would find me. So when I get back to the city, I go talk to this lady who works there, when I tell her my story, she rolls her eyes and says “I hate it when people do that to scare you, no you don’t have to talk to us. Its been excused. You get one freebie. You’re fine.” I’m like are you fucking serious, who is this guy who told me this? Like what the fuck? She then said, “I think he wanted to get your number or something.” Yup he totally did. What a fucking asshole to freak me out like that so that I would have to talk to him again. He should have just told me, I get one free pass, don’t let it happen again. I was so fucking pissed.
So then because I had to talk to this lady, I miss the train to the city and have to wait 30 minutes in the cold for the next one. Thanks guy.
Finally I get on the dumb train and surprise there’s construction and I have to get off the train to take a bus to another stop where I will get back on the train and then the train will miss my stop and I have to go up 3 stops to wait for the downtown train that is stoping at my stop. IT TOOK ME THREE FUCKING HOURS TO GET HOME. THREE HOURS. I almost jumped in front of the train. I hate everything. I’m sleeping all tomorrow and eating so much food because I fuck deserve it after this shit day I had.
Fuck public transportation.