To the Lady Who Yelled the 'F' Word.

We were suppose to take the 8:00pm shuttle. We were there first and jumped on the 7:30. Ha ha huh ha HA! (Maybe you should have showed up earlier!)

You have to understand, we are traveling with a baby. EVERY FLIGHT WE WERE ON GOT SCREWED UP and I'm not waiting another damn minute to get home. So, I jumped on your shuttle.

We are sitting in the blue shuttle at the Denver Airport. The driver took our tickets and said to get in. The shuttle was packed. There was not one seat open. At all. I had a little knot in my stomach thinking they might kick us off. Well, because we weren't in the right shuttle. People walked up, looked in at all the occupied seats and left the shuttle annoyed that there was not any openings, but, to the lady who said the F word, you really made us laugh.

You looked into the shuttle. There are ten seats with ten seat belts. Seven adults and three car seats occupied those ten seats but you could not help yourself from looking at each seat yelling, "What about THAT one?! That one, RIGHT THERE?!?!" Uhh, don't you see someone sitting there?? You did that with EVERY seat. Even the ones with the car seat like you were just going to squat right on top and get yourself a ride home. You weren't. You said in a snoody tone like you were going to SHOW us, "Well then, I'll just sit in front!" We all said someone sitting there too, but you had to check for yourself. You opened the door, slammed it, looked back into the van and yelled, FUCKKKKK!!!!!!

You said the 'F' word!!!! You were this older, innocent looking lady and you yelled the 'F' word!

You probably were annoyed. Who isn't annoyed when they travel and everything goes wrong. Since our flights got messed up, Ill assume yours did too.

We were suppose to leave for L.A. on Saturday about 2pm. Our flight got changed to 9:30pm, then delayed several hours. We boarded the plane in Denver after midnight with a crying baby only to watch the news on the TV placed on the headrest in front of us. A plane in Denver just went off the runway and was in flames. IN DENVER. Right NOW! WOW! Needless to say, we were all shocked, pulled our seat belts a little tighter and were happy when we took off and landed safely. We got to bed about 4:30am on Sunday. Not fun.

That left me with hardly any time in L.A. to see family and friends (A whole different story, a whole different blog for a WHOLE different time!) before we had to head down to San Diego to see Sawyer's Auntie and Uncle. They were flying in from New York and were scheduled to arrive at 2:00pm. Their flight got diverted from Chicago to Ohio, back to Chicago then to San Diego. Obviously they didn't arrive home until around 8:30pm.

Yesterday we left San Diego super early to make our flight in L.A. only to find out that that flight was delayed 8 hours. Woo-hoo! Since we were sooo early they placed us on the late morning flight until they found out we didn't have to connect. We gave up our seats so those making connections COULD make them (Cause we are nice sometimes) and settled for a 3:30pm flight and felt lucky that we didn't show up any later and get stuck waiting at the airport until 8pm or so to fly out. Again, I'm traveling with a baby. Not the most fun thing.

So, when I purchase shuttle tickets and they say I'll have to wait ANOTHER HOUR there while I'm starving, tired and don't think I can calm Sawyer another minute, I took a chance and jumped on YOUR shuttle instead.

You had a right to yell the F word. My family stole your seats and feel REALLY good about our decision. Happy Holidays!!!!