My bad travel luck is all behind me now
Those of you who have been monitoring my stay in Iowa this week, just waiting to see what dumbass thing happens to me this trip — you can stop holding your breath.
I just had my bad luck. And I survived.
I arrived here at O’Hare’s gate F4B, from which my flight to Norfolk will depart shortly.
I was sitting in a seat, reading my e-mail when I noticed a very pretty lady look around, shrug and plop down on the floor.
Chilvarous old guy that I am, I tried to offer my seat to the woman. But in the process of shifting in the chair, the damn chair snapped off at the base and deposited my ass on the floor.
Here’s the chair:
And here’s what’s left of the base:
Trying to make the best of it, I hopped off the floor, dusted myself off, picked up the seat and offered it to the woman.
She politely declined.
Lucky for United Airlines — or perhaps the O’Hare airport folks — I’m not the suing type. Besides, I wasn’t hurt in the least.
This trip has been a dream. I’m one lucky dude.
April 1st, 2009 at 8:08 pm
Chivalry is not dead, but I’m afraid that seat has seen better days.
April 1st, 2009 at 9:44 pm
Wish I’d been there to see your quick recovery. Don’t know if I could have thought that fast.
April 2nd, 2009 at 10:55 am
It is good to know that there are still people with manners traveling the US airspace. Charles, you are making your mama proud.
April 2nd, 2009 at 5:28 pm
Ha
You need a new blog “Travels with Charlie” that documents all these great travel snafus. Funny thing is that you often remember the bad things that hapen while traveling better than the good things. You have such good skills at making us feel like we are there with you while you break chairs, lose luggage, and piss off Southwest gate attendants. Keep it up!
April 2nd, 2009 at 9:31 pm
ROFL. At you.
That’s funny.