Busy day in the LA area with the usual number of networking meetings plus a meeting with a prospect that we are giving a proposal to.
By some oddity, Wife's flight decisions for our trip on Thursday call for us to be taking a 6 AM flight out. If I had made such a reservation, I would be up for in front of a Wife led tribunal for war crimes. As it is when I inquired to Wife about the decision, she merely said it was my fault.
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I'm with Wife. 6am flights (and 7am and 8am ones) are horrendous. I wonder what could be worth waking up that early...
Of course it's your fault! You KNOW it's your fault, you're just in denial. After what, 25 years or something, you'd think you'd know it's your fault. Hell, I know and it's only been two months!!
But of course it is your fault. ditto joe.
I cannot sleep at night just waiting to hear the next report on this saga.
It's been over 30 years, LVC. You think he would know by now ;)
My new mantra:
Wife right - Me wrong
Wife right - Me wrong
Wife right - Me wrong
I don't mind the flying per se, it's getting to the airport at an hour when public transit exists only in theory that's the pain in the butt.
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