Moron! Not you. Me.

If you told me you missed your flight to your hometown, on Christmas Eve, that’s what I’d call you.

My wife and son went to Newfoundland on Tuesday Dec 19 and I was following on Christmas Eve. Since we got the flights booked (using airline points) back in April, I had the impression that I was flying at 9:30 pm. So here I am, on Christmas Eve, leisurely watching TV, cruising the interweb, passing time… I decided at 6:45 pm to find my itinerary in my inbox and print it to have for my flight. THAT’S when I discovered that my flight was departing at 6:45 pm.

Oh shit. I can’t describe the horror, the gut-wrenching feeling that I had. I just arsed up Christmas for me and my whole family.

I called Air Canada and begged them to tell me my flight was delayed, or even that my itinerary was somehow misprinted. No such luck. The flight left on time, and there were no other flights leaving that evening.

I was very fortunate that the VERY helpful lady allowed me to catch my connecting flight out of Halifax. I jumped in my car and drove 2 hours to Halifax in time to make that flight. On top of the several years I just took off my life (from the strain on my heart), and the two hours drive each way, I was going to get dinged for parking for 10 days at Halifax airport. Oh well, at that point I would have paid a thousand dollars to get there.

Oh me nerves! Anyone else out there do anything as moronic as this? Or am I a solitary idiot?