12-23-2007, 04:34 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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Here is a humorous story I stumbled upon on my internet journey.
[quote]A true adventure. This story is about a business trip to Indianapolis in the 80's I am usually late to everything I do and most likely be late to my funeral. Got a flight booked to see a large client on a major build project. A close friend and design engineer went with me for support. The total deal was very large. Off we go. I get to Ohare like usual late. Missed the flight and booked onto another ASAP. My friend who has know me for years just shook his head as usual typical "Oh Eddie" style Now we get to our destination, I am dressed extremely casual like Jeans, tee shirt, cordory jacket, and cowboy hat just for grins. Luggage has my power suit and rest of my clothes. I check into baggage claim and my suit case is no where to be found and left on the plane to another destination. OK this is where the fun begins. First encounter: An attendant at the counter, her name was Susan, and was trying to help me with the recovery process. I told her I had a meeting at 10am the next day, and the luggage was very important. She said, "Mr.Z don't worry as soon as we recover it we will send it to your hotel room but for now enjoy your stay and go have a drink at our lounge" Second encounter: Susan finished her shift and ended up at the lounge where she gave me an update on the luggage issue, letting me know it will not arrive until tomarrows flight at 11am and hoped it would all work out. Unfortunatly I said that would be too late. She appologized, and that was all they could do. Ok I get ready for the meeting with nothing more than what I came in on. My friend is ready to pass out on this one. We get to the meeting and as we sit down to a 20ft table, in comes 8 heavy weights power suits and all with all the top brass ready to do business and here I am the cowboy with a face as read as a baboons but ready to make a presentation. Thank god they made me feel at home with it all. Interestingly they found it quite humorous in a way and understood it all. We got the deal which was a pleasent surprise. Back to the airport we go, smiles on our face that would take a plastic surgeon to remove. So here we are at the airport preparing for a flight back to Chicago. Third encounter There was Susan, she see me probably cause the cowboy hat and asked how the meeting went, and I told her quite well indeed. She was happy to hear that. Ok now we got weather problems Fourth encounter You guess it Susan letting me know the baggage will be transffered to another carrier. Ok its time to get a bite to eat and no clothes change. After eating well what go in got to go out. Off to the restroom and in a hurry to catch a new flight. As I am going thru the restroom door, I noticed that this was not like any restroom I've ever been in. Hell they got louge chairs and a couch lots of mirrors, but no standups. Ok, we shall overcome. Fifth encounter As I stand there taking care of business I hear a girls voice. "Mister Z are you in there" Christ I thought I was gonna have to mop the walls. In a flash my mind is asking itself what kind of an emergency must have happened in order for Susan to go to this extent. So from a far her next words were, "Are you aware that you are in the ladies room" I though I was gonna pass out. The she said, "When your done, I will escort you out, we'll just tell the folks you were in for an inspection." As I walk toward her she smiled and said, "I'm glad I was able to help". I asked her how she knew I went in there. She said, I seen the cowboy hat as you were walking thru the door, but I could not stop you in time. What an adventure that was.[quote] This almost happen to me at one time or another. |
12-24-2007, 09:42 AM | #2 (permalink) |
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Well that is a pretty funny story. I walked into a women's dressing room at a gym one time when I was out of town. I didn't realize it until I walked up to the sinks and saw a bunch of chicks with towels wrapped around them.
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