So, just before the first pitch Saturday night I got a text from US Airways that my Tuesday flight home got canceled because of the awful weather back east. Why was I affected? Because my return flight to SFO goes through, get this, Philly where I pick up a nonstop home. Don’t ask me.
Anyway, I instantly got a migraine. Par for my course. I have been trying to get through to US Air to reschedule. Good luck. I was on the line 45 minutes this morning listening to music and a recorded lady who told me 50 times more or less I should fly to “jolly Dublin.” I’m all for Dublin, I just want to go home first.
Then the line went dead. 45 minutes wasted. (Seven years of college down the drain.) It had something to do, I’m told, with Canada being right across the river and cell signals getting all mixed up. It’s true — I’ve had lousy reception here.
So, I’m leaving for the ballpark in a bit but I don’t know when or how I’m leaving for home.