Earnest Envoy

Predicated, Photo by BradensEye featuring foreboding

Endeavoring

Aviation
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Earnest
Envoy

When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it. ~Unknown origin

Grab a drink and get ready for a grin. What follows is what I’ll dub as The Great Gratitude of Early Thanks~Giving. It all sprang from last Wednesday 26 November afternoon when my J-oh-B director texted the couple of us desk jockeying before turkey day to kindly bestow a “59 rule” (military speak for allowing us to skeedaddle an hour sooner than usual). Truth be told, I’d taken my chances exiting the ghost townish building a tad prematurely, secretly aiming to receive that, as promptly hoping to be granted standby on any of the four aircraft preceding my evening exodus ‘round midnight paid plan. Hustling along the highway to HIA, a brilliant, chubby chunk of rainbow burst into view. It appeared a token sign of foreshadowing possible promise.

I guessed I’d miss the closest leg, which I did. Since I’d made the conscious (frugal) ‘mistake’ to book their lowest fare (a frugal furlough whim during unknown Fed gov backpay status), effectively no switcheroos were available to me, primarily as my flight path was via Philly and the rest through Charlotte. Channeling away my inner static, I rocked up to the American Airlines counter…