Monday, July 25, 2005
Today Was Great
So, C-Los and I had another day of fun in AZ, but non-work related. Our flight left for home later in the evening, so we decided to take advantage of the hot weather by visiting a water park.
The water park had this huge wave pool. We headed straight towards it. When we got in, we decided to try to head to the very back so that we could ride a wave to the front. We got about halfway back when a wave formed. We were like deer in headlights. We just stood there with surprised looks on our faces as this huge line of kids on rafts rushed towards us. I ended up getting slammed in the arm by one kid, and was ready to get out. C-Los, being braver, just busted up laughing. We then successfully made it to the back.
After a while, we decided to get rafts of our own. Our first ride on our rafts was very eventful. C-Los ended up flying over one kid, and my head ended up getting squished by another kid. Once again, I was ready to go.
Then, on our last ride on a wave, I ended up landing on some guy's back, and basically riding all the way in like that.
Fast forward to the rental car return. We turned the car in to where we were supposed to return it, but there was a car right in front of us that was stopped. The car's front and back tires had already gone over the spikes that they lay down to keep the entrance one way. The next thing that we see is the reverse lights turn on on said car. C-Los and I are both yelling (with the windows up) NO! We were also gesturing furiously in hopes of keeping this car from backing up.
It doesn't work. The car backs the rear tires into the spikes, and then the car stops. The driver gets out (now known as stupid lady, or SL for short) and comes back to us to let us know that this is not the place to return cars because of a Do Not Enter sign that she saw. SL says we need to use the other entrance. I inform her that she has run over the spikes, and her reaction was "oh no" (notice the non-emphasis) and she walks away. We sit there and wait, wondering what we should do. The other entrance she was speaking of was a gate that was closed. Finally, SL gets back into the car and drives it forward.
C-Los and I drive forward after her, and we see SL's Do Not Enter sign. It was on the right hand side. Somehow SL missed the signs that said Rental Car Return which was right in front of her, with a helpful arrow pointing down and towards the left. She also missed the Do Not Reverse, Severe Tire Damage sign before she ran over the spikes.
C-Los was hoping that SL would ride on a different shuttle, but we had no such luck. When we finally got on our plane, I said that I hoped she wasn't on it, because it probably meant that the plane would crash and we would all die.
We enjoyed several laughs over this. Also, just so you know, the tires that were spiked didn't seem to suffer any damage. She was one lucky SL.
How dumb could you be?
Saturday, July 23, 2005
That Was So Good
So, C-Los and I had to go to a conference together this weekend. Our flight left super early on Thursday morning, which already caused a certain amount of stress in dear little C-Los's heart.
So anyway, I get on the bus to leave the parking lot and get to the terminal, and I see C-Los pulling in to the parking lot. She was going to be riding the same bus as me! Yay!
Well, golden opportunity was right in front of me. So, before she pulls into a spot, I call her cell phone. She says "hey, what's up?"
Me: Where are you?
C: I just pulled into the parking lot. Why?
Me: You better hurry up! I am on the plane!
C: Are you kidding me? Our flight doesn't leave for more than an hour.
Me: Well, whatever, I'm on the plane, you better hurry up!
C: Gotta go. (Sound of her clicking off cell phone.)
So then, when C-Los gets out of her car, I duck. I am able to view some very frantic movements on her part before she gets on the bus. As she is walking up the steps, I pop back up and start laughing.
C: I hate you.
What a wonderful way to start the weekend!
Friday, July 01, 2005
I just had the worst dream...
I was visiting a friend, and it was time for me to leave. I had to fly back home. So I started to pack, but somehow all of this stuff kept appearing, and I was out of room in my suitcase. I had to leave a box (box? why in the world would I travel with a box?) of shoes behind. Shoes, people. That broke my heart. That alone made me wake up crying.
Then I get to the airport. The airport is huge, and poorly marked. (I know, I know, sounds like reality!) But trust me, this is a dream. So anyway, I can't find my gate. Oh, and suddenly I realize that my friend lives in a completely different country. So the urgency to find my plane is kicked up a couple of notches.
And then I run into this old lady, and somehow we end up trading carry-on bags. But not on purpose.
I finally find my gate but I don't have my tickets because they are in my carry-on. I have to leave the gate but I don't want to, because my plane is leaving in a few minutes.
And then, I wake up.
I hate dreams like that.