Crazy week… I got the call monday night to fly out to Houston for some Symantec training on the new version of my product (all the codenames are from Star Trek… Uhura, Sulu… what’s “Oban”?)
So, I’m here in Houston and guess what they got – freakin space shuttle lighting! (check out the pic) It looks like a giant space shuttle is above the hotel, ready to blast-off and incinerate everyone in the conference center. Good stuff. The gift stores all have shuttles and crap in them too.
So far, I don’t like it as much as Minneapolis (where’s my lightrail?). Sure, my hotel is in a mall, but you have to drive everywhere… it’s all so spread out. Sam Houston must have spit into the air and said: “build it wide… we gots the space.”
So, really, I don’t have a real good point to this blog… except, maybe – Continental Airlines bites my ass. Continental owns Texas, and it was the only way I could get a flight in fast enough. So, all the airlines (except Southwest) charge for checked bags. All this does is makes everyone bring carryons and delay flights. Well, what I usually do is pack a bag small enough for a carryon, but then I just check it thru at the gate (the airlines don’t charge you at the gate). I hate lugging crap around. Anyway, I went to do this yesterday and the snotty bitch at the counter glared at me and said “There’ll be a service charge for that.” What the hell? I was too tired to argue.
I keep trying to fly Southwset, because I want to give every other airline a big middle finger for their douche-bagginess, but Southwest doesn’t fly to the cities I’ve been flying to during the times I’ve needed.
So, I hate to use a blog to bitch and moan – but Continental Airlines gets an ascii middle finger for their douche-bagginess. Congratulations!