$100 or sexual favors ....Deal or No Deal?
My trip to Florida was spectacular. SPECTACULAR! My days were spent like this:
1. wake
2. drink coffee and read paper on the patio over looking beach
3. tan on beach 11-3pm
4. happy hour 3-5pm
5. 5pm-whenever dinner at schmantzy restaurant
6. coctails on patio
7. bed
Everyday - ok Sunday was different in that 8am was golf and then 1-4 was the beach and then everything else was pushed back an hour.
So, I am brown, cocoa, tan, bronze goddess, insert anyother term for someone as well relazed and rested as I am. Fabulous!
BUT dear peeps do not think this trip was without incident. I departed Sun City at 7pm. We begin our take off and are second to depart. The plane then turns around and heads back to the gate. The reason? A passenger was "unruly" and a "flight security risk" and was removed from the plane by air marshalls. Now, I did not really see this guy do much - wait did I mention he was approximately 103 years old - but shake his hands in the jitterbug kick your legs and shake your hands kind of way. I think they called this sunshine hands in that cheerleading movie Bring it On with Kirsten Dunst. Anyway, he did that and smiled a few times. Apparently acting like a wannabe Broadway star is taboo while flying. And so, we were delayed 30 minutes.
Next, a storm over North Carolina forced us to circle. And circle. And Circle. And did I mention circle? another 40 minutes.
Finally I land in Laguardia airport and call the Marriott hotel where my car was parked. Fernando answers the phone and I ask him to send the van to pick me up. Ok but why don't you take my cell phone number and call me when you get here! Why is that? Well, the price is $24, he says, and I can give you the family discount for $20/day. OK great, see you when I get there. Wait he yells, you have to call me. WHAT? Yes, call my cell and meet me at your car with $100. WHAT?
Weird right? I ignore Fernando because what a freak and NO WAY will I call him or meet him because hello - who is this dude AND I knew that the real price was $20 anyway plus I would get a discount with my Marriott elite membership. And there were a million (ok 5) others on the van to Marriott so he doesn't know who I am. I get to Marriot and am approached by another male worker who askes me if I would be interested in a discounted parking ticket. No, someone already asked me. Well, he claimed, he could give it to me for free. HOW? Well, you would have to - wink - do me a favor - wink - you know, a favor - wink. GROSS! and PANIC! Sweat immediately permeated every inch of my body. I paniced and couldn't really move right away, what with my luggage and all. I busted a move inside and ratted out those two to the woman at the desk. She called security - which paniced me even more because how did I know he wasn't Fernando?
Bottom line, I got my parking for free, the manager watched my bags, I ran to my car, locked the doors, almost ran down the security guard who was running after me to make sure I was ok, and left my card at the desk for the investigation. NIGHTMARE!!
Despite the ending - my vacation was cocoa good!