Let me begin this post by saying....I am Worst Case Scenario Girl. I'm not proud of it; it's just true. If I'm worried about something, I will go to the worst possible conclusion and work back to happiness and flowers. Which leads me to tonight......
I am in the shower following my workout (yes, I said workout). I hear the phone ring over the blaring ipod.
When I get out of the shower, I see an 800 number listed on the caller ID. I would normally assume that it is Bank of America thanking me for being SUCH a good customer (I'm really not) that they are *rewarding* me with a new credit card. This number isn't familiar though. Being me, I decide to Google it.
The number belongs to Delta Airlines. Now, normally, I wouldn't think twice if an 800 number shows up from Delta Airlines. But tonight....my Lovey is FLYING DELTA AIRLINES AND DELTA AIRLINES IS CALLING ME AT HOME!!!!!!
Take a look at that first line of this post......I'll wait.....you know where my mind went.
So I call the number back and get this: "Thank you for calling Delta Airlines. Due to our unusually high call volume, we are unable to take your call at this time". Because in my mind, of course, all other relatives of passengers are calling to find out the status of their loved ones on this flight. (I'm crazy. Never denied it.)
After a few minutes, I call back and go through the "press 1" gauntlet in order to speak to a Real Live Human. I didn't expect her to give me any detailed information so I didn't ask for it.
However, after explaining to the Nice Customer Service Lady that I was a worrier (*cough* understatement *cough*) she checked for our last name and checked the flight statuses from Houston to Atlanta to Charleston. Yes, my Lovey's flight has taken off from the Houston-George Bush airport and is in route. Then she see that Yes! the flight from ATL to CHS is indeed delayed by one hour so that MUST be why Delta called me.
I really need to start getting flight numbers from Lovey so I can track his progress through the friendly skies. I could save myself some valuable freak-out time.
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