October 26, 2011

Karma Chamelion

I believe I  have been suitably chastised for my bitching and complaining in yesterday's post.  Perhaps with good reason. Whining about the old blog is reason enough to strap on a maxi pad.


Let me tell you about my Monday. I swear on a stack of whatever religious tomes you choose the following is true.

My cable/internet was out much of Sunday night. I was not able to print out my boarding pass for my Monday airplane trip until early Monday morning. Imagine my surprise to discover I was upgraded to First Class.

I have traveled First Class and Business Class a bunch in my career.  Back when I was flying 125 plus trips a year I had top tier status and was automatically put in First Class every time I bought a ticket.  These days I am a lowly Silver Status guy and just get to board slightly before the couple heading to Cancun for their honeymoon.

I arrived at the rental car place and my name was not on the preassigned tote board directing to my car. Crap. I went to the counter and after a short wait was sent to slot number 99. There, was an upgraded car -- full size, leather, sunroof -- the works.  All for the price of my reserved midsize!

I arrived at my hotel.  The Hilton Garden I usually stay is nice and I anticipated no issues checking in.  Get this, when I checked in the Desk Clerk told me I had been upgraded to the President's Suite.  No shit!

I do not know what Karmic forces were swirling about my person Monday, but it was nice to have everything go right for once. Now I am sitting here waiting on the other shoe to drop. No good deed goes unpunished and the Karma backlash is coming.


Erin O'Brien said...

Oh dear.

Joe, assuming the name of the suite is indicative of it's purpose, you realize of course that you may be sleeping in a bed that Michelle and Barry shared or may share in the future.

That's beautiful, Joe. Really beautiful.

Ed Bonderenka said...

Maybe Michelle Bachman in the future.

CnC said...

Whenever I have a good day where I feel really great and healthy I think of Pistol Pete Maravich. He was playing a pick up game of b-ball and came out of the game for a minute and was saying how great he felt, then he ran back on the floor and dropped dead of a heart attack. When I'm feeling really good, I get worried. Sorry about your luck Joe :-0

Joe said...

I am pretty sure the Obamas will NEVER be staying at a Hilton Garden Inn in Charlotte, NC near the airport.

I did once miss a Philadelphia connection out of Syracuse, NY because President Clinton and Air Force One were there and the airport was shut down.

On a side note, across the aisle on my magical flight Monday was a c-list celebrity. Not to drop names, but you know him if you have ever seen an add for a fat guy who lost weight eating certain 6-inch long sub sandwiches.

This is the second time I have been on a flight with that guy.

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