I get dropped off right by the "American" sign, go through security, and look at the signs pointing to my gate. As my boarding pass says D3, I follow a sign that says D gates. Walk a long way, through all sorts of shit, to the D gates. But they all say delta. Guy says "oh, you need to go to C39 and catch a bus to your D gates, this is a different terminal (note, my boarding pass doesn't even have a terminal on it). Luckily, I got here super early, but if I was cutting it close, I'd have been fucked. And I never found Au Bon Pain.
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
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