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De-icing procedures delayed my flight leaving the frozen northern New England replica of Siberia giving me a hares breath of time to make the connecting Atlanta to Sarasota puddle jumper flight. With the fifteen minutes I had to spare I watched the pilot himself cram the twelve passengers luggage into storage compartments on the wings. I got to fly the co pilots seat and enjoyed a rather scenic low level flight down the Florida coast during a memorable Gulf of Mexico sun set. But that’s not the most memorable part….that came later at the baggage terminal. That’s where my astute eye noticed I was missing a piece of luggage and upon whining over the fact was informed that….
“ We’re very sorry Sir, but you see your connecting flight was so very close they didn’t have time to transport your luggage from one flight to another” he said as I stood there with the one case out of two that did make it. He either was a fool, thought me a fool, or was lying. I’m betting on all of the above.
Upon my arrival home the airline called to say….
“We are extremely sorry for any inconvenience and will be making every endeavor to locate your bag. We will contact you as soon as we know. “…..
Three hours later some Russian guy possessing some form of official I.D. and a couple of words of English came to say…….
“I’m tink..havink you lukkache “ …..and he did indeed havink my lukkache. As soon as he left the airline called again to remind me once more how sorry they were and that they were still diligently seeking my bag….
“ Well….keep trying. “ I said .
This little scenario played itself out four times a day for two days until the last call . With some barely disguised exasperation the polite lady asked…..
“ Sir….. do you have your luggage ?” forcing my hand I had to fess up…
“ Well….yeah, guess I do. “
