I had another trip down to LA this week and it didn’t go as well as it could have. Being me, I should have known something was up right away when…
- I got to the airport and found that I’d left some critical data at home
- Got to Hertz and they couldn’t find my reservation
- Finally got a reservation, but got a crappy Kia rental
- Made it into the LA office but was locked out because my badge doesn’t work there
- Checked into the hotel, got a 1st floor room, found out too late at night I had an ant infestation
- Got bitten by said ants
- Checked out the next morning, but had to check back in the next night to stay over another day
- Ordered some of the worlds crappiest pizza from room service
- Realized I’d left the shampoo in the old room, used the house brand stuff in the new room, and learned it doesn’t like my hair that much
- Got into work, realized I have far more work to do than I have time, spent the day in meetings, then missed lunch (but the boss fixed that later)
- Left work for the airport a little late, causing me to rush to the gas station for the fill-up…
- Where the gas proceeded to spew out of the gas tank and onto my shoes
- Where I drove quickly back toward Hertz, got slightly lost, then had to explain why the car smelled like unleaded inside
- Ran through the terminal to make my flight on time, only to have it depart late
If it weren’t for bad luck…. well, it wouldn’t be me, would it?