Two and a half weeks on-site, two days home and back on the road again. My days may be limited, but I will do my best and do as told. Tomorrow is a proserv event, today a travel day. I spent the morning proving a “bug” was just misconfiguration on the part of the customer. It’s an exciting life, the life of a V-proserv consultant.

I should be boarding now. Per the Alaska Airlines web site, I am an MVP member. Per the folks at the gate, I’m just a regular slob. Not the greatest customer service. Maybe it’s time to quit flying Alaska and cancel my credit card. On Monday I was a first class passenger. Seat 4D, should you be flying flight 0007 from Newark to Seattle, sucks by the way. The cushion has worn down, so you sit with a bar across your butt unless you slouch. Not the most comfortable of choices. I slouched.

Interesting. Washington now limits the number of drinks per person. No more side shots — bartenders can only serve one drink at a time. Bummer. That’s going to cut down on drunken stupidity. Oh well. As long as it doesn’t turn violent, I enjoy watching drunken stupidity. Once again, oh well. Next?

Failure to communicate:
I’ve now made it as far as Seattle and just traded in my boarding pass for a later flight and a free round-trip ticket. I am such a freebie whore. Still no word as to whether they actually need me. Boarding has begun, so hopefully they’ll call me soon to let me know whether they need me or not. I really don’t feel like spending the night in Sea-Tac over miscommunication.

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