DD and my mother missed their connection in Philadelphia. The flights from
> Philadelphia to Boston are all jam packed, and there was only one seat
> available for any flight going out tonight. I called the airline, got a
> wonderful customer service rep and begged to get them both on a flight home. >
> Actually, that's a lie: I begged to get my kid home, and said that she could
> leave my mother in Philly. The woman on the phone laughed and told me that
> then I'd have to make two trips to Logan and did I really want that. (She
> had me there)
>
> I got them two seats, together, on the next scheduled flight, which will get
> them home only 2.5 hours later than we had planned. Then my mother called --
> she wants to hold out to get first class seats! Arrrrrrrrrrgh! I told her
> that if she wants to hold out, feel free. But that child had damn well
> better be on the flight I've arranged.
>
> Right now, the plane is waiting in a queue to take off, delayed because of
> weather. I have no idea if my kid or my mother or both are on the plane, and
> the airline doesn't have that information available yet. We're waiting until
> the plane actually takes off before leaving for the airport. Once there, I
> have told DH that I can sit in the bar and get slammed until my baby arrives.
> (He laughed because I don't drink alcohol)
>
> All this grief over $8 - the difference in price between the nonstop
> Lufthansa flight (which is a German airline, and is so punctual it's scary)
> and this crappy change-planes-in-Philly-if-we-have-seats garbage. What
> really gets me is that I wanted to buy both tickets myself, but my mother
> insisted that she wanted to buy her own. Arrrrrgh.
>
> Please God, let me be adopted.
>
> Kathy N-V
>