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Lent, Day 27 (Tuesday last)

On this day I got up at 4:00, I think, left the house at 5:30, and made it to the airport just in time for our flight to be delayed due to some people being rerouted from other flights. How early did you have to have been traveling if your flight is just coming in at 7 am?


The flight took off, I dozed, and made it to Philadelphia. The connecting flight's gate was just a few gates away from ours, so I wandered over there and seized a chair (carpe cathedra). I found myself in a cluster of men who were obviously, obviously techies. It was partly their topics of conversation, partly one of them having Google Glass, partly them having a ton of stuff plugged in to the wall sockets behind us, and partly that when I asked a question about the wall socket, one of them fished an extension cord out of his backpack. That's an engineer.

It didn't take much deduction to guess that if they were flying to San Francisco and were gabbing about Microsoft stuff, they were going to the same place I was. I got to know a lot about them, not because they talked to me, but because our flight was delayed three hours due to San Francisco weather. (Now that I have flown into San Francisco's airport, I see the airline's reasoning on this.) I put my earbuds in and listened to music that I wasn't interested in, just to drown out the talk, talk, talk, talk.

The flight to SF, when it finally took off, was OK except that one of my knees is kind of bad, and I couldn't find a way to bend it that didn't hurt. I really needed to straighten that leg, but you can't do that on a plane. So I sat and suffered (and griped a bit on Twitter about it. I like airplane internet!)

The young woman next to me was reading Sense and Sensibility, which I happen to know a lot about, but she was very discouraging of conversation.

Was starving when I got to SFO, but staggered onward and waited for my luggage to come off the carousel. (It was supposed to be hand luggage, but they did a planeside check of it because the flight was so full.) Finally tumbling into a cab, I went to the hotel, did a "facebed", and later ate the first of several mediocre meals at the hotel restaurant.


San Francisco awaited.

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frakup
Apr. 5th, 2014 06:10 am (UTC)
In these parts we call people who wear Google Glass "glassholes". :) I was at a talk by the lead designer of Glass a few weeks ago and it took all my willpower not to ask her how she felt about designing such a polarizing product. Mostly, people really seem to hate it.
np_complete
Apr. 5th, 2014 11:28 am (UTC)
Hate using it, or hate it when people near them use it?

Miguel de Icaza, who is so entertaining they should put him on television, did a demo about programming for non-Microsoft devices (using his company's software). While talking about Google Glass (which he was using) he suddenly exclaimed, "I'm a glasshole!"
frakup
Apr. 5th, 2014 08:00 pm (UTC)
Hate it when people anywhere near them are using them. They make themselves so conspicuous. Ugh. If I ever see someone wearing Glass at an event I'm at, I always try to stay behind them or off to the side.
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