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So, I go to pick up Mom at the airport. There's three vans out front, but only one guy inside, an elderly man pacing by the window. Behind the counter is a woman and two of the unloading guys and as soon as I sit down they start telling me how it's too long to wait for the flight. I tell them that I just got a call from the departing airport that said they were coming straight here. 20-25 minutes tops.
Oh no, they assured me that there was going to be a stop in Wainwright, and there was going to be ice fog.I should go on home and come back in 45 minutes. I said they had said that it was a straight shot to Barrow. Oh no. Ice fog, doncha know.
I had gone early so I wouldn't be late (again) and was prepared to wait a bit, but there was a definite GTFO vibe, so I said OK and left.
And the more I thought about it, the weirder it seemed to me. Had I just interrupted a shipment of some kind? The one other guy had been awfully jittery. What was going on over there? Probably just as well that I did take off. I don't really care to investigate farther, but suspicious just the same.
Oh no, they assured me that there was going to be a stop in Wainwright, and there was going to be ice fog.I should go on home and come back in 45 minutes. I said they had said that it was a straight shot to Barrow. Oh no. Ice fog, doncha know.
I had gone early so I wouldn't be late (again) and was prepared to wait a bit, but there was a definite GTFO vibe, so I said OK and left.
And the more I thought about it, the weirder it seemed to me. Had I just interrupted a shipment of some kind? The one other guy had been awfully jittery. What was going on over there? Probably just as well that I did take off. I don't really care to investigate farther, but suspicious just the same.
