Blogging is teh suck and all, but I’ve had an interesting day, so I might as well blog
Well, yesterday was spent at office. Now that’d normally not be interesting, but, yesterday happened to be Diwali, dammit! (I realized it was Diwali when I saw lights and heard crackers bursting when I went to the balcony for you-know-what.) Anyway, so I hoped I’d do some shopping — toothbrush and toothpaste shopping (both of which, like every fucking time, I had forgotten to carry). Anyway, the Chinese rock songs followed by Virgin Radio Classic Rock meant that it was too late for me to buy anything. I just wanted to do something, so I went to Lakeview (a really nice snack place on MG road). Had some coffee, roast lamb sandwich, and read some Freakonomics. Went back to office after that and then slept for a long time.
Today, as I said earlier, was interesting, which is why I’m even posting this crap. Well, so I was hoping to get my baggage from Thai today (since it must’ve arrived in the airport the previous night). I called the Thai city office; they said “the baggage has been sent from Bangkok, but that’s all we know.” Basically implying that she doesn’t have information whether my bag mysteriously decided to fly mid-air or something. She gave me the number of the Thai airport office. (Unlike the impression that I might’ve given you about the lady, she had a really sweet voice.) Anyway, nobody’d answer at the airport, so I decided to just go to the airport and get done with. Turns out things are (understandably) not as simple as I thought — my baggage was with the customs, and they require a relieving letter from the Thai folks. Unfortunately, turned out the Thai folks wouldn’t be in until at least 14:00 because they don’t have flights flying on Wednesdays (it was 11:30 at this time). So I headed back to office. I get a call from my uncle that the airport folks had said that my baggage had arrived, etc. I called the airport folks, and turns out I had to go to the Joint Working Group, not the Thai office. So I headed to the airport (again), got my baggage. Next thing to do was to book my flight to Bombay. You know how it feels to carry two bags (one of them over 40 kilograms of... chocolates)? Yeah. So there were just too many folks at the Kingfisher counter, so I decided to screw them and headed over to the Jet counter. Managed to get tickets. My flight was at 18:00. (It was 15:00 at this time.)
I headed to office, packed things I needed to carry, etc. Now the interesting thing is that I didn’t have any of my clothes, which meant that I had to go home for them. So I got a rick guy who agreed to take me to Hennur and then to the airport from there. I reached Hennur at about 17:15. We left at 17:20. Half way the rick runs out of gas. I reached the airport at 18:00. When I get to the counter, I’m told that the flight has been closed. There, I actually missed my flight. This is the first time that this is happening to me. Sure, I’ve been late and all in the past, but missing! — this’d be the first. Well, there’s always a first time and all that jazz.
Anyway, I’ve been booked into the next flight, scheduled for 20:45. Gives me good reason to spend my time composing this thing. I didn’t know the WiFi here isn’t free, btw.
Anyway, The City will make up for all of this shit.
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