Sunday, April 19, 2009

What Am I Supposed To Be Now?

I had a "fun" time picking up the Spousal Unit from the airport yesterday. NOT! I woke up a little late. I forgot to set the alarm. He was supposed to arrive at 7:00 am and I didn't wake up till a little after 6:00 am. It is an hour and a half to the airport. So I quickly got dressed. Put together a cooler with water and a soda for him and off I went. Did I mention that it has been raining recently? It rained hard most of the way up there.

Driving on the Autobahn is fun normally. Not fun with cars zooming past you going more than the 80 MPH speed limit in the pouring rain. The mist/splash from the tires is blinding.

Since it was so early in the morning, luckily traffic was very light. Until the exit for the airport. Five lanes of traffic needed to merge into 2 lanes of traffic. So traffic was a virtual stand still. Finally I made it through the traffic and into the airport. I went to the terminal that I "thought" I should be going to and YO, everything looked different than it did on Tuesday when I dropped Spousal Unit off. I parked anyway and went to the Arrivals area. No Spousal Unit. I checked the board and found out that his plane was arriving an hour late. Good, he won't have to wait so long for me to pick him up.

Bad, I am in the wrong Arrival area. I am also in the wrong terminal. OK, start to panic a little. I start walking to try to find how to get to the correct terminal. I find the Sky Train to take me to the correct terminal and board the train.

I finally find the correct Arrival area and there is no Spousal Unit there. The board doesn't even list his plane's arrival. More panic. I go back upstairs to the Departure area and wait in line to ask if his plane arrived. Am questioned about why did I want to know. I hand over my ID to show I am the spouse of Spousal Unit and am then curtly told "Yes, the plane arrived at the Arrival area listed on the board." Now a full blown panic attack. Where is Spousal Unit? This is a really, really large airport.

Decided to go back to the Arrival area and hope for the best. I couldn't go back home without the Spousal Unit. Luckily my pocket began to ring. I answered the phone and it was he. "She Who, where are you?" I told him and he asked me to go to a different Arrival area. Of course, he didn't tell me which specific Arrival area.

I go back down the escalator and start to look for him. This time I decide to go to an area and plant myself in a place where I could see both areas. A gazillion people in this area but hopefully he is findable.

Way off in the distance I see someone wave. Could it be? Yes, it was. My Spousal Unit. No where near where I was supposed to pick him up. But at least I found him.

What am I supposed to be now? A mind reader?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

At least you got him. It would've been sad had he been left...kinda like Paddington Bear. :)