Wednesday, June 6, 2007
I have told some of you this, but I think that being single is a lot like flying standby. You keep thinking the next flight will be the one you get on and then everything will be ok. Of course you invest your time, energy and sanity by waiting and waiting and then, as the boarding begins, it becomes clear that you are not getting on the flight and you have to wait for the next one, which you also may or may not get on. So you wait another 3 hours, only to discover that it isn't meant to be, once again and it seems like everyone is getting on before you. This happens again and again, you keep getting rejected. Eventually you think you will never get a flight out and that you may be stuck in "Denver" for the rest of your life. Which may be ok, Denver is a nice enough place. Finally you have given up hope. There is only one flight left and you just know you won't get on, but you wait anyway, because what else can you do? And then, to your surprise, you are called to the counter and not only are you getting on the last flight for the night, but they are putting you in first class!!!! And somehow, the whole horrible day seems worth it.
Where is my first class seat?? I am still waiting standby.