Not a Happy Duckling

[skroberts]

Where I should be: on a plane to Scotland.
Where I am: still in Alabama.
Where I want to be: kicking the teeth of the airline...

*headdesk*

The flight was cancelled, so now we don't leave until freakin' early on Sunday morning. We were going to be in Glasgow for about three days; now, no days. No coffee in the TARDIS. No Forbidden Planet. No ancestral castle. The main things I really wanted to do are now down the drain. Disappointed doesn't cover it.

Comments

[dragonbetween.livejournal.com]

*whimper* *glomps*

[sssectumsempra.livejournal.com]

Just give me names, and I'll go break down kneecaps.

In lieu of that, I will offer hugs and shake my fist in the general direction of [insert airline name here].

[eternalmusings.livejournal.com]

*pets you* I'm so sorry, honey. And you're missing some damn fun and great Stargate, too, and I miss you!

[tehshroom.livejournal.com]

*more nuzzles*

[napalm_isis]

**clings** That sucks!

**sporks the airline ppl** Bad ppl no cookie!

**huggles**

[dyoselin.livejournal.com]

*kicks airline's teeth some more*
Bummer. Did you find out before you went to the airport? Coz that would be crazy if you were all there and the airline counter tells you flight is cancelled.

Just make up for lost time when you get there!

[roadrunner1896.livejournal.com]

That totally sucks. I hope they'll at least give you back part of your payment or something. *snuggles*

[stabbim.livejournal.com]

Aw, man! That sucks big time. :(

[jolinarcarter.livejournal.com]

Plan: We send K-9. K-9 scouts out peoples who messed up while looking uber-cute. K-9 comes back. K-9 tells us where these people are. Then we send a fleet of Daleks to ex-ter-mi-nate them.
Then K-9 finds you the Doctor, and you have tea in the real TARDIS, before getting dropped off in Scotland.