Picture this… I go to get my coffee (yes, I’m traveling today) after security, because why would I want one more thing to juggle in that line? And shoutout to Indy TSA because it was speedy AF. After a friendly pat‑down — “yes, I have metal in my feet, no, I don’t want to talk about it” — I commit to the 20‑minute Starbucks line.
Five minutes in, the guy behind the counter announces, “We’re unable to serve espresso or make steamed milk.” Excuse me? No espresso? What’s the point? I look around and no one moves. So, I say, “Is this a joke?” Still nothing. I bail, remembering there’s another coffee spot down at the end of Concourse A.
I walk past gate 10… gate 17… gate 25… and the place is GONE. Like vanished. WTF.
So, I settle for a tiny café that might have decent coffee. I order a cappuccino, chat with the barista — he seems competent — and he hands me my drink. I find a perfect chair with a charger, sit down, take a sip… and it’s a vanilla latte. Again, WTF.
And now, as the final insult, the guy next to me is eating Cheetos. It is never okay to eat Cheetos next to a stranger. Especially when the stranger (me) forgot her headphones. First‑world problems, sure, but FTLOG someone please make it stop.
So yeah… a long trip? I wouldn’t make it. Not with this energy. Not with orange fingers in my peripheral vision. I’m Not even past Gate 12.
Today’s post inspired by the WordPress daily prompt: What’s the longest trip you’ve ever taken? Cover image created with Google AI.
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DISCLAIMER: These are my personal experiences and opinions. Nothing here is medical, nutritional, or therapeutic advice. Also, I’m a writer and an editor. And I try my best to make sure every post is articulate and free from errors. However, being that I edit my own work—and it’s next to impossible to properly edit your own work—I admit, occasionally there may be an error or two I miss. But doing so doesn’t make me an idiot so don’t be mean. Just smile, pat yourself on the back for finding an error and be glad you’re not the only one who makes mistakes sometimes … xoxox
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