by Geoff Short
I remember it like it was yesterday. One of the biggest screw ups of my life. I was one week away from being married. My soon-to-be-wife Lisa and I were living in California at the time, but our wedding was happening in Cleveland where our families live and where I grew up. Because of work schedules, Lisa left for Cleveland a few days before I did. I was organizing a few last minute things the night before I was to go to the airport. I made sure I had my plane tickets and thought I would double check what time my flight was. That's when my world went black. My plane - the very one that was to carry me to wed my beloved - departed over 12 hours ago!! For some reason I had it in my mind that my flight was the
next day. Nope. Panic. As stupid as that was, I
was smart enough to call the airline, plead my case and beg for the next flight to Cleveland -
before calling Lisa, who was probably expecting me to be landing in Ohio by now. It worked. It only cost me $50 to change the flight to the next morning (I would have sold my first born kid to get on a plane) and now I had a solution before breaking the news to my fiance. No, she still wasn't thrilled and still called me an idiot, but at least I had a solution. Can you imagine if I hadn't? She surely would have thought this lame "missed flight" story (true though it was) was a cover for the worst case of cold feet in the world. I learned a very valuable lesson that day...