Okay people... Friday night through Sunday evening were smooth sailing, but I know you like to hear about drama so hear goes:
MONDAY morning I wake up to my cell phone alarm at 5:15am, throw on my clothes in the dark, grab my bag and becky and we headed to the airport. Becky does her older sister duty and asks if I have everything and I say "Yes".
Becky pulls up the curb at the long beach airport and I realize I forgot something, my cell phone, my lifeline, Dang't. Great, no phone.
*Back to the
Kerastase issue. Should I carry on or check my bag? Now I not only have a liquid in my bag but my brother's razor that he left at my sister's house.
So, I decided to check my bag, I don't wanna get thrown in jail. I get to the counter and I hand the lady my ID and tell her I am going to SLC. She asks if my reservation could be under another name and I say, "No." I look at my itinerary and my flight was YESTERDAY. Are you kidding me??? What is wrong with me. I bought my ticket for the wrong day.
Okay, I was on the verge of a meltdown, I didn't have a phone, Becky was gone, I didn't know her phone number because she got a new number, I had to be at work. Oh my goodness. The lady at the counter was new so a more experienced employee assisted and put me on standby as a one time courtesy, THANKS JETBLUE!!
I don't know where my brain went but if someone finds it let me know.