|So close, but so far away...|
I remember a time when you could arrive thirty minutes before a flight boarded and still be able to board. Granted, that was when airplane travel was much-less complicated and the TSA did not exist to tell me; shoes are not suppose to be worn while walking through the x-ray machine. (Why yes, I do believe they are supposed to be on my feet, thank you very much.)
Today, I was taking someone to the airport, and had a small problem with my time calculations. (Some might not say small..) We needed to leave at 11:15 AM to arrive at the airport at 12:35 PM for a 1:35 PM flight. It takes one hour and ten minutes to get to the airport. (If this sounds like a story problem from your grammar school math book, you might be right.)
Little mistake. Well, maybe a little bit of a big mistake.*
|I learned to tell time in 1st grade, |
too bad I don't remember how to do it.
We left at 12:10 PM for the airport. I did not realize my error until I saw the numbers on the digital clock the car. I wondered if I had forgotten to "spring ahead" the time on the clock setting...for about 2.5 seconds, when it dawned on me that I had made a terrible mistake. Even the time change, with its one hour advance can be challenging to some us non-number people.
I do believe in full disclosure. Sooo, it was at this point I looked at my friend, and said: "I think I made a mistake. I am not sure we are going to make it there in time for you to make you plane."
|Midway is really far away, when you are late...|
This is the part where I knew we were really good friends.
She said: "Well, it will be okay. One way or another we will work it out."
I said: "I am so sorry, I am--
She cut me off: "It is okay. I wondered, but I figured you lived here so... it will be okay."
She had never been to Chicago before. She came here from warm, sunny Florida to; stay in ice and snow, and, most likely, miss her flight from the looks of things. All because I am a moron.
|It may be spring, but it is still cold here.|
It is when we are under-fire, I think; we either rise to our best self or fall to our worse self.
This day, I saw someone, under duress, as a direct result of my stupidity, be an exemplary individual.
* Somehow, after arriving at the airport at 1:03 PM, she was able to get to her gate, board her plane, and make it home as planned. There is a God.