That sinking feeling
19/04/2004
Back from Hong Kong
And things have gotten back to normal again. Full swing of things, work and all. I only received 135 work related emails while I was away, that was pretty manageable. Guess those Out of Office notifications are real handy.
Hong Kong Hospitality
Well, due to a lot of stupidity on my part, we almost missed the flight coming home. No, not because we got to the airport late, in fact, we got there early with plenty of time to spare.
I spent to much time browsing in the mall at the departure hall, and forgot about the time. When we started moseying to the gates, we realised that the flight was on Final Call. Crap. We were probably about 20 gates away, no check-in luggage, just loads of handcarry stuff – our 2 cabin bags, bags of foodstuff I just bought, the Macross Special Pack KF got, camera bags, computer bags, fannypacks and backpacks. I panicked, grabbed a small cart, loaded the cabin bag and foodstuff on, and ran towards the gate.
When I finally got to the gate, I heard some airport worker call me – he asked if I had dropped a piece of luggage behind. I looked down, and realised I dropped the cabin bag. UGH! It was 5 gates away, he said. I was totally panicking then. The flight attendant said to hand in my boarding pass first, then get the bag. Ok, I did that. By the KF caught up with the rest of the stuff, left it with me, and went back to get the missing bag.
We were supposed to get to the gate by 1.45pm. By the time everything was done, it was 2pm. 
On the plane I was thinking really hard about the incident, and realised that if KF had dropped the bag and not me, I’d probably be on his case like the hellspawn bitch I am. But he went back and got the bag without so much as a word or look. All he said was we just have to get to the gate earlier the next time.
