Tonight was so busy at work, and I checked in so many people, that I actually lost my voice. Remind me if ever I talk of becoming a teacher or great orator that this sort of thing will happen to me daily.
British Airways cancelled a bunch of their flights and sent all the stranded passengers to us. A line of people weaved itself throughout the lobby and it took me, my manager, and the General Manager four hours to get through everyone. That’s just crazy. [Note to Liz: You are so gonna pay. In fact, I’m going over to Facebook right now to do something violent like bite you or throw a sheep. I’ll throw a whole herd of sheep. Yeah.]
I love Facebook.
I was hoping for a quiet night to get some writing done and pacify Tim temporarily. [Note to Tim: I swear I was gonna write! Don’t look at me like that–I’ll throw sheep at you. Don’t think I won’t.] Alas, I have about an hour. We’ll see what happens.