The Terminal

No this isn't about the Tom Hanks movie that i've really never seen, this about my current life.

I've been on the go a lot lately, and I've seen quite a few airports.  I even spent 6 hours inside Fresno's airport.  Today, I've had had the joy of spending 5 and a half hours in the Memphis airport with another 6 and a half hours to go.

You can do a lot of good people watching in airports.  I'm sure I was interesting to watch this morning once I discovered my flight was no longer delayed but in fact canceled.  Upon getting booked on a 8pm flight out of Memphis I began to cry.  It was silly, I know, but I had hoped to be home before 11am today.  I also woke up at 4:30 this morning for my first flight from Pensacola to Memphis.  The Memphis airport is the current temperature of a meat locker.  Tired, Cold, and Delayed is never a fun thing.  So here I am paying for my $8 internet connection in order to have a little entertainment for the time remaining.

Have I mentioned that I could've driven home from here in the amount of time I'm stuck at the airport?  Thanks to the $250 rental car fee, I'm stuck in Memphis enjoying my whopping $12 in meal vouchers for the day.

This morning while watching my flight slowly get delayed later and later, I heard a noise coming from the other side of the chair.  It honestly sounded a little bit like Darth Vader while he was breathing.  I finally realized that this noise was not in fact Darth Vader also pissed off at our delayed flight, but a mother using a breast pump.  When did this become ok?!?!!  I wanted to throw up a little bit.  The thought of being a cow and milked is disgusting to me.  I hope I don't see the day where I find it ok to whip out a boob and milk myself.  Now don't get me wrong, I like my boobs (as I should considering how much I paid to have great boobs) but there is a time and place for them to be out of a t-shirt, but sitting in an airport waiting area is not one of those times.  Seriously go to the bathroom.  The noise is creepy.    Don't tell me that the whole child birthing and breast feeding thing is an amazing and beautiful process.  That's a lie.  All lies.  It's gross and really creepy.

I have a long afternoon ahead of me.  If you have any ways of entertaining one's self while stuck in an airport, please let me know.