Wednesday, February 22, 2006

What A Rush

Yesterday evening, about five, got a call from S. Here's how the conversation went:

me: Hey, whats up?
S: Lots of things!!
me: Cool...like what?
S: Well, me going to Bombay tonight.
me: Why?
S: Going on-site!
me: WOW! Where to? How long?
S: I told u, Bombay. Sitting in the client's office. Two months is what they say right now. Lets see.
me: Lucky you. So when's the flight?
S: Well, its at 9. What time will u be back?
me: sevenish.
S: me too. see u there.

So i was home by seven. Texted R to come a little early to, as S would be leaving. R arrived at about eight. We then began to wonder when S planed on coming home, packing and then embarking on the long 5 min walk to the airport.

2015 hrs: no sign of S. Cant call him, as he's lost his cell.

2030 hrs: still no sign.

2040 hrs: R and I both agree, S will miss his flight. Then i narrate to R a story S told me about how he missed his flight from his previous on-site gig.

2046 hrs: S comes home. He had apparently left his office at 1915 and got stuck in the famous Hosur Road Traffic Jam.

2050 hrs: S leaves home with 2 bags. Leaves his big suitcase here for the time-being.

2115 hrs: R and I see the plane on the taxi-way.

Since S has not come back since, we assume that he actually managed to catch the 2100 hr flight to Bombay!

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