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a true story that happened to me
SCENE: La Guardia airport, 5:20 pm, Monday, 21 January 2008.
counter guy: Can I help you?
me: Let me ask you this, which is probably a long shot. With this ticket to Baltimore -- [brandishes boarding pass] -- is there any way you can punch some buttons and get me on that plane -- [points to plane] -- to National? ... Where my car is and it would make my day a lot easier?
counter guy: [punches a lot of buttons]
counter guy: [for, like, five minutes]
counter guy: You have any baggage checked?
me: Nope.
counter guy: [punches more buttons][hands me a new boarding pass] Here you go.
So instead of landing at BWI at like 8pm and waiting for
sanj to land at 10 and then drive me back home to DCA, I landed at DCA and drove home and got there at like 7:45. WIN!
counter guy: Can I help you?
me: Let me ask you this, which is probably a long shot. With this ticket to Baltimore -- [brandishes boarding pass] -- is there any way you can punch some buttons and get me on that plane -- [points to plane] -- to National? ... Where my car is and it would make my day a lot easier?
counter guy: [punches a lot of buttons]
counter guy: [for, like, five minutes]
counter guy: You have any baggage checked?
me: Nope.
counter guy: [punches more buttons][hands me a new boarding pass] Here you go.
So instead of landing at BWI at like 8pm and waiting for

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I've yet to try it with airports more than like an hour apart on the ground. Next up: "Hi, see, I have this ticket to Cincinnati, but can you do some things with that computer and reroute me to London?"
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How was MLKmas, then?
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Also, are you on IM (she says, about to log in and find out)? I feel the time has come to either message some of these geekboys or resign myself to eternal celibacy, but I'd like to consult on the matter.
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And it goes to prove once again that it very rarely hurts to ask.