Chicago to Pointless interview to DFW car rental nazis

So Monday morning we leave 3 hours in advance of my interview. To drive 110 miles. Which should take 2.5 hours. Which actually takes 1.75 hours. So i have 70 minutes before my interview...tick tock...tick tock. Interviewers should let you show up early. I mean, if you're late, they are going to be mad, right? Where is the credit for being early?

Northwestern apparently prizes hard work, work ethic, and work experience. I didn't realize that was such a big deal with them, but definitely explains why they interviewed me. It went really well, and i caught public transport straight to O'Hare and missed, by about 7 minutes, catching the 3 pm flight instead of my actual 5:45 to Dallas.

O that i had.

We're about to take off at about 6:15 and then we do a pump-fake on the runway and circle all. the. way. back. to. the gate. We have to pick up a wheel-chair for a passenger. My only question is, if they weren't afraid of a disability discrimination lawsuit, would we be doing it? If a mother had left her newborn at the gate, would that child not be on the next flight? O well, maybe i'm just insensitive. Maybe i was just peeved this was something that could have been remedied, o, i don't know, in the 45 minutes we had already been sitting at the gate???

I think it just smelled fishy to me. Like a *cough cough...means bovine scatter in meaning and abbreviation* excuse.

Anyway, the flight was, well, we got there and i got some work done....and then i met the nicest people ever at the car rental counter. apparently there is a 2.7:1 ratio of taxes to actual cost. 2.7 times the actual "rate." i think the word should be "rake"...as in...they are raking you over the coals, and/or shaknig you upside down until the last pennies fall out of your pockets. yea, first time i rented a car.

but, then i drove to my friend Nacho Libre the History Professor's house and his wife fed me a burrito and dr. pepper. and then we smoked cigars, us guys, on the porch. mine lasted nearly two hours...as did our in-depth, quality, funny, and edifying conversation.

i may not see him again until well...who knows...heaven?

Food, fellowship, and fun...and then i got in a car and drove from 12:30 - 2:30 am to my folks' ranch....