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Sunday, July 01, 2007

I'm the traveler from hell.

I'm in Western NY. I almost didn't make it because Delta over books and then when there's a delay, stand by in your only chance of getting to your final destination.

I got to the OK airport in plenty of time. I had hoped almost having my Pepno Bismo confiscated was going to be my only mishap. Aw, wishful thinking. Our plane was late getting in. We finally boarded. My layover in Atlanta was now reduced to 20 minutes. Or, so I thought. Next they asked for two people to volunteer to get off the plane. They got one taker. Then they came on and said we all had to deplane. "Why?" a passenger asked.

The attendant gave this deer in the headlight look as she tried to decide what words to use. "I don't know but the firetrucks are here and they said everyone needs to get off." No one hesitated then.

Apparently, they over filled the gas tank and some of the fuel spilled over the side of the plane and on to the tarmac. The attentant in the airport said she wasn't sure how long it would take because in the seven years she worked there, it had never happened.

Finally we are back on the plane and in the air. Of course, I miss my connection. I go to the Delta service center and she tells me the next plane is overbooked but try it anyway. I ask for a food voucher..it's their fault they over filled the gastank. She gives me one. After I eat...a very good "All American Grill Chicken" sandwich from this Sports Stop place near my gate, I go to the desk and the next flight is over booked...they are going to have to pay to get people to give up their seats. The next available is on Saturday! Yes, the day after Thursday! She tells me to go to the Delta Service center. I go there. A very nice man tells me that the next flight is over booked, so is the one after that..so are the three flights on Friday. He confirms for a flight on Saturday. He give me a voucher for a hotel and two meals....tells me I can try to get on the next flight, on stand by, but he's not too confident that will happen. I got back to the gate and my name is on the standby list...number 7. I wait. The boarding is done. They call names. People are getting on. Then more names are called. People are NOT showing up. I can't believe it...Evam Mahoney...they announce. I run up to the lady. She tells me to get on the plane. I look at the girl, who I was talking to, she yells out, congratuations. I start to run down the shoot; they call me back....I didnt stop to get my ticket. I'm so excited! I'm going home!

It takes a long time for the plane to get clearance...but it's okay..I can't believe my good forture. I am convinced Mary Mollie had a hand in it!