So Justin’s from one of the coldest parts of Canada (eh) and there was a big snowstorm when he left delaying his flight. Fortunately he did make it in time for Christmas. Unfortunately his bags didn’t.
Apparently none of the bags were loaded onto the plane and nobody was told of this till after they landed in London. Sorry folks, you know that bag containing all the Christmas presents for your family and friends? Yeah they weren’t loaded into the plane. Merry Christmas!
People cried.
Justin was told his bags would arrive on boxing day but didn’t know the time so we were pretty much stuck waiting indefinitely for them. He was given a phone number to call which I’m sure was just a rouse since it was always busy and when it finally did ring rang on forever. He was also given an a tracking number to check on the status of his bags online and when he did the website gave a cryptic message containing no information whatsoever and requesting he try again, which he did only to get the same message.
It was maddening. The sun was shining (which if you know anything about London is rare) and I was stuck indoors with nothing to do but… wait for it.
Watch t.v. all day. Not for one day but two days since the bags finally arrived on the day after boxing day.
Everything. Happens. To. Me.
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