I went to the airport this morning to collect my friend Cynthia who’s spending the weekend chez-nous.
I should’ve taken the book I just bought [Julie Orringer’s The Invisible Bridge“] and had a picnic with this woman.
“Reading Woman in the Forest” (1875) by Gyula Benczúr [Public domain].
Earlier this week when I realized Cynthia hadn’t sent me her flight information I sent her a text message. She replied:
“Rosie sorry for the delayed response I have been exhausted. My flight is AC 0787 arriving at 10:05 pm on July 8th hopefully on time.”
Last night when I checked the flight online, I saw that there wasn’t a flight 0787 arriving at 10:05. I [rightly] assumed she must’ve made a mistake with the numbers in her text message [easy to do with the tiny keypads] and that the correct information was flight 0789 which arrived at 10:40 am.
I gave myself an hour and 15 minutes to get there. I’ve lived in Los Angeles long enough to know that the rush hour traffic can still be bad at that time in the morning.
It was slow going – I arrived with 15 minutes to spare.
When the flight landed I waited and watched every last person come down the escalator, but no sign of Cynthia. I walked around the luggage carousel a couple of times to confirm I hadn’t missed her.
Perhaps I’d written down the wrong airline? I wrote her a text message, “hey Cin I’m waiting at the baggage carousel. Where are you?” (What did we do before cell phones and text messaging?)
She replied immediately. “Rosie, I arrive at 10 pm tonight.”
Cindy wrote again:”I guess you were so excited to see me. But my text message the other day said PM. I can’t believe you are there!”
I looked at her original text again, and there it was, 10.05 P.M. Oh god silly me! I didn’t see it. I just assumed she was arriving in the morning because I don’t work on Fridays!
I came back home.
Interesting how I assumed she’d made the mistake when I saw that both the flight number and the time didn’t match what she’d sent me.
Yes I am tired and stressed out, but how could I have missed seeing the pm in her original text message?
I’ve never done something like that before. Have you?