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epitome of incomprehensibility
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Sing, muses, and help your humble poet rant about Heathrow Airport.
Muses: Yeah, but it was kind of your own fault. You should have left earlier and you shouldn't have booked with Expedia.
Me: Okay, fine; I can rant without supernatural aid, but please help me with my novel later, okay?
Muses: Maybe! We'll see! (They skip away cheerfully.)
I was ten minutes late from the check-in time they set, so I had to transfer flights. Ten minutes. I should have left earlier, but if I'd gotten the automatic check-in machine to work OR gone straight to a desk with a person, I could have caught my original flight. Alas, I didn't have the ticket number the machine wanted, and my phone wasn't connecting to the internet so I could only read the email that had all the other numbers except for the one I needed. By the time I got to the desk it was too late to board, so now they're sending me to Toronto before Montreal and I'll get in at 2 AM. Grrr.
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