How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy (t3knomanser) wrote,
How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

Oh look, WiFi

I'm sitting in the Airport, using, of all things, the Airport card in my mac to go online. That's kinda funny and amusing. Okay, it's not really, but godammit, I'm going to pretend it is.

As a note, this is my first business trip by plane ever, and my first time by plane since I was 8- and I wasn't paying attention too much back then. At any rate, the security checkpoint was uneventful, and I didn't make an ass out of myself in any way. So that's good. I didn't discover that I was on a no-fly list as I feared.

In other words, I'm in and off to Harrisburg. I called my contact with that NH franchise and got voicemail, so I just double checked all of the information in a message.

Now, I'd like to state an observation about the security procedures. As I was coming in on the security line, when it backed up to a certain point they split the line, so that we were in two lines. You'd think this would be done to speed things up, but no. It's done to shorten the length of the line, because _both_ lines merged into a single ribbon-rail queue, which then went to the X-Ray/Metal-Detector.

At any rate, I'm just down the way from my gate, and there's munchies about, so I might very well head and grab something light. I haven't been terribly hungry today; whenever I'm travelling long distances, my stomach protests the idea of food. Probably wise, since, on a long enough trip, I can get a bit carsick, and I'll also expect a bit of airsickness too.

Beverage though... oh, I just realized how thirsty I am. Wait, I have a mountain dew in my pocket!

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