Monday, April 7, 2008
So, last night, my mom told me the story of how she got Georgie (testing out names here - after my Uncle, but maybe we don’t want her to necessarily have his characteristics) back from San Francisco to Oz. So her flight from SFO was delayed and she missed her connecting flight which was, unfortunately, the last one of the day. So she was put on another airline's flight… the line was sooooooooo long at customer service that she was in danger of missing her flight again. So she accosted an airline worker person (identified by nifty jacket) and asked how she can deal with the Cupcake (again, testing out names) situation. So he went into the little office and said that the only way she would get Lulu on the flight is if she said that Sabina (Bina- after Sabin, of course) were her “emotional pet.” So my mom, not being quite sure what an emotional pet was, said, "If I don't get on that plane, I will pee in my pants."
So, green jacket man goes to the check in desk and tells them that mom was bringing her emotional pet Ella with her on the flight. Ok, no prob. So my mom went to go to the ladies room and the check in desk woman offers to go with her, holds Peanut during the –er- process. Talk about good customer service. Turns out, “emotional pet” means you are in need of the pet to get through the flight- or some such thing… but you don’t have to pay the $85 to bring it on… So, my mom is escorted on the plane and seated with a woman on crutches. And the stewardess proceeds to explain things to them veeeeeeeery slowly… My mom was worried that when she got off the plane they would have people to cart her off, but fortunately, there was just me.
Anyway, my sister is convinced that Mushu looks like a gremlin before it is going to eat you. My brother M thinks she looks like an owl (Owlie?).
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