As i was scheduled to travel to Cologne this morning and prepare for GamesCom tomorrow i packed and had everything ready and set last night.
The day started out quite fine, not much sleep but i got up in time. Took a shower. Packed the last of my things like my toothbrush and so forth and prepared to leave.
I double checked my pockets for my passport, boarding pass, keys and phone. Everything was in it's place.
Now, here's the thing, i live on the third floor and i was too lazy to walk down the stairs carrying my luggage so i took the elevator. Best part is that it breaks down about 30cm from the bottom floor locking the doors completely. I can't get out. I can see the light flooding in from the main entrance on what should have been and so far had been a gloriously great day. Great weather, the sun is shining brightly after a weeks worth of shit and piss rain. I'm excited obviously about GamesCom. Looking forward to meeting up with Emmeran finally again, but no.
This godforsaken piece of ******** elevator decides to royally screw me over in the worst way imaginable.
Result is this:
I spend 1½ hours locked in a tiny elevator and end up missing my flight.
New flight is booked at least for later this evening. Thankfully SAS.se aren't the uncompromising douchebags so many other airlines usually are.
To separate what we admins think and do in the forums from what we think and say outside the forums. To explain what is going through our heads and why we act like we do sometimes. To make you guys better understand who we are and what we are going through. To simply vent our daily rage. Most if not all of what will be written here will be by me. You know me as Aussie. I say what i think and i am never shy or regretful about it. http://www.dotalicious-gaming.com/
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