people are mean

Winter weather in Chicago can really suck. I woke up this morning around 3:15 and, after looking at the snow and ice outside, decided that i had better get on the road as fast as possible. I made it to the airport and I immediately got into a funk when i noticed that my boarding pass relegated me to 33D...which is as close to bumblefucknowhere as you can get in a 737.

A short aside: due to the benefit of frequent flier status, I have enjoyed priority seating and generally good treatment of late. 33D does not meet either of those qualifications.

Back to our story at hand. Due to my seating arrangement, and the fact that i woke up before most college students go to bed, i was in a rather foul mood. Apparently so was everyone else. I was run over and cut in line by some douchebag and his wife. The wife clearly noticed and pointed it out. The douchebag chose to ignore both of us. As we are boarding, I notice that DB and wife have seats separted by about 10 aisles. DB asked the gentleman sitting next to him in the rear if he'd like to take his wife's seat in economy plus so that the two of them could sit together. For reasons unbeknowst to me, the man denies him. I, of course, did a victory dance in the aisle, pointed, laughed, and told him that "karma is a bitch, ain't it?". ok, not really. but i did smile at my revenge.

I should heed my own words. Later in the day I was rewarded for my internal celebration, by being shouldered out of the way by a 4 foot 6 inch chinese woman as we exited a train. Having lost my balance, I made quite the scene as I tipped over my luggage and grabbed at the nearest railing to keep from faceplanting.

hopefully the return trip will be more pleasant. I'm scheduled for 7F, my usual, so it's already looking better.