Let it snow...Someplace else. We made the national news today when 2 planes on opposite sides of the airstrip tried to take off, wiggled, and skidded off into the slush. One guy slipped when exiting the plane and the fire department was present and had the guy in a neck brace. No planes were permitted to come or go between 8 AM-2:30 PM. According to my manager. I read an article on msn.com about it and it said 1 plane skidded, no injuries, and closed airport a few hours. Whatever you wish to believe.
Manager was happy I arrived at 3 when I was suppose to be there at 2. I went outside in the rain, poked the key through the ice several times to break through, and couldn't turn key. Hit and kick the door and manage to turn key. Kick some more and door still won't open. I give up. Call manager to have someone get me cause my doors are iced shut. I can rent a car to get home. At least the kitties refused to leave the doorway with the pouring rain and actually ran back upstairs to go into the apartment. Half hour later, I'm still waiting for the owner's brother to show up cause the car washers and other counter guy didn't make it to work either. I live 5 minutes away so I don't get to stay home, besides I need the money. I decide to try again. Hit and kick the door a dozen times with a few bad words escaping my lips before hearing a crackle. Oh my, I may get this door open yet. It opens. Call manager on cell and whack the ice with the ice scraper.
Make it to work reliving my drama. Manager says she will pay for a cab if I can't get into my car tonight. It stopped raining so I was good to go. Manager was so happy to go home and relived her drama of a closed airport mentioned above and nonstop phone calls of delayed travelers. She was too busy to get our commission figured, but promised to have it done tomorrow. I told her that my coworker who opens picked a good week to take her vacation time. About 4 PM is when the flights started landing again. I joked with a customer how people's plans get messed up when things like this happen but it's not my fault mother nature copped an attitude. She was from New York so she understood winter better than people down south. One flight I was waiting for went passed the cut off for waiting so I went home. Now back to bed to face tomorrow again. At least I know to kick the door 20 times to get it open. Post later. Bye!
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