BUF shenanigans that doesn't involve folding tables.

After a particularly long day of grinding in the NorthEast recently I was sitting in the lobby of the world famous TWA Hotel heating up my TJ Chicken Tikka and Naan before my short overnight. Nearby - amongst the branded retro baggage handling equipment was an ancient steel monstrosity (mosly likely built in jtrain's backyard) that you would expect to be driven by someone with a crewcut, horned rimmed glasses... wears a suit after hours... someone who hates hippies and beatniks. A symbol of an America that never existed except in the mind of Don Draper.

A young person came up and asked me, probably because I looked official still in my sweaty day-old uniform, if he could hop in and drive said steel beast... I replied, "Well, you can do anything you want... once." His parent looked at me with sharp piercing eyes and judgement, as if i suddenly corrupted her innocent child. Introducing him to a concept of life with consequences, that if he wanted to he could choose to live... Thelma and Louise style.

We need more of this in the world.
 
I mean, yeah, walking though an empty terminal at 2AM, when those carts are all parked and slow-charging along the corridors, I’m at least looking for what measures have been employed to block me from an alternative to walking.
 
Love the overnight airport drunks. A few weeks before I started at TPA we had a guy arrive in the main terminal completely hammered. He knocked over several planters with karate kicks, and then decided that the elevator was taking too long, so he used his fingers to pry open the doors and hop in.

He probably discovered the elevator car wasn't there at some point during his four story drop, but we'll never know.
 
Love the overnight airport drunks. A few weeks before I started at TPA we had a guy arrive in the main terminal completely hammered. He knocked over several planters with karate kicks, and then decided that the elevator was taking too long, so he used his fingers to pry open the doors and hop in.

He probably discovered the elevator car wasn't there at some point during his four story drop, but we'll never know.
You meet some strange guys on the street in St Pete…
 
Love the overnight airport drunks. A few weeks before I started at TPA we had a guy arrive in the main terminal completely hammered. He knocked over several planters with karate kicks, and then decided that the elevator was taking too long, so he used his fingers to pry open the doors and hop in.

He probably discovered the elevator car wasn't there at some point during his four story drop, but we'll never know.
The worst thing about getting bumped to reserve for August is the second thing I got was a 22 hour Orlando overnight
 
After a particularly long day of grinding in the NorthEast recently I was sitting in the lobby of the world famous TWA Hotel heating up my TJ Chicken Tikka and Naan before my short overnight. Nearby - amongst the branded retro baggage handling equipment was an ancient steel monstrosity (mosly likely built in jtrain's backyard) that you would expect to be driven by someone with a crewcut, horned rimmed glasses... wears a suit after hours... someone who hates hippies and beatniks. A symbol of an America that never existed except in the mind of Don Draper.

A young person came up and asked me, probably because I looked official still in my sweaty day-old uniform, if he could hop in and drive said steel beast... I replied, "Well, you can do anything you want... once." His parent looked at me with sharp piercing eyes and judgement, as if i suddenly corrupted her innocent child. Introducing him to a concept of life with consequences, that if he wanted to he could choose to live... Thelma and Louise style.

We need more of this in the world.
Blessings upon your head for this.
 
The "NFTA" referenced in the article is the Niagara Frontier Transportation Authority, a public-benefit corporation that looks like a combination public transit, airport authority, general-services administration, and police force for multiple counties in Western New Yorkus.
 
The "NFTA" referenced in the article is the Niagara Frontier Transportation Authority, a public-benefit corporation that looks like a combination public transit, airport authority, general-services administration, and police force for multiple counties in Western New Yorkus.

At first glance I thought it was a trade agreement from last century.
 
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