We arrived in Minneapolis and quickly logged into Delta.com. There, we were happy to discover that our connecting flight was delayed. It was going to be tight, but with a little luck, we'd make it to the gate on time.
After a good half mile jog, I arrived at the gate (Maureen was a mere 50 yards behind). I looked up at the board and saw the destination "Cedar Rapids" listed. With desperation in my voice, over the telltale alarm clock style ring of the jet bridge, I ask, "Toronto?"
See the previous post "Words You Hate To Hear" for her response.
people had nothing better to do.
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