Continental Airlines did its casual best to put me there. I helped out some, I’ll admit, but it was mainly their doing. That’s how I see it, at least. It’s always “their” fault, right? The long and the short is that I’m sitting cross-legged on the floor at LAX, my initial flight long gone. Don’t ask, the milk is spilt, the day is shot. But you have to roll with this stuff.

November 5, 2008by Jeffrey Wells10 Comments