If I ask you if you can take me to the airport, especially when I baked you $20 worth of cupcakes and got nothing back in return...you should know that it's because you owe me.
There are two airports here in town. I live less than 10 minutes from one of them. BUT that one can only take you so far when it comes to flight travel. Far being anywhere in the state. Only two major airlines operate out of it. It's less than a $8 cab fare. $6 a day parking. Whenever I fly out of it, I usually take a cab or leave my car depending on the length of travel.
The other airport is the big one, the international one, the one that can take you anywhere. Anywhere this time being Phoenix. It is a 25-30 minute car ride. You have to do about 3 highways to get there from my place. It is not in the city. And it's a $50 plus cab fare.
Everyone who lives near me knows that. If you leave in the city and need that airport, your best bet (cheapest bet) is to find a friend to take you out there and then you owe them big.
Isn't it that way for all cities and airports?
Or are we all jet-setters?
Friends just take friends to airports. Right?
Well my flight leaves at 11Am. I will have to be in the airport around 9AM. Anyone picking me up would have to be here at my apartment around 8AM. You know, to beat traffic.
Cupcake friend who thought a dollar was too much...remember her? I won't let y'all forget.
I asked her for three reasons.
1. The cupcakes.
2. She has a job where she controls her hours. The girl gets to work at 11AM and leaves at 4PM and gets paid salary. Her boss works in a different city, so she can get away with it. We don't ever feel sympathy when she complains about her job hours. I can tell you that. And believe me. She complains.
3. One sunny Sunday morning, I woke up extra early to pick her up from that same airport. AND she only asked me the night before. On text message.
So. I asked her for the favor. She said yes. This was Monday.
Tuesday, she kept referring to the flight time and what time we needed to be there and traffic, blah blah.
Let's just say they were the type of questions that had me suspicious that she was leaning towards not taking me to the airport.
I answered them and we were still a go. Whew!
Wednesday, she texts me asking me if she can pick me up around 7:45/8:00 AM because she has a meeting at 9AM.
What could I do, but say yes? Anything so I don't have to pay $50 for a smelly taxi, for a half hour (maybe more) drive to B.F.E. (when was the last time heard that one?)
From that moment on, I am keenly paranoid that she is on the verge of canceling the entire favor. Let's also add that I have not even suggested mere upset over those damn cupcakes.
Today, feeling her out, I dropped her an email. Oh and you will die on how nice I am:
"Cupcake. I'm on my way to Borders for some airport/in-flight reads. Do you want anything?"
(she is an avid reader)
Her reply: "No Sweetie! Thanks! You have fun!"
Hmmm...situation under control. So I thought...
20 minutes later, I get this text message from Cupcake:
"Is there anyone else that can take you tomorrow? I was just asked to attend a meeting at 8:00Am!!!!"
Refer back to Wednesday when she had a 9Am meeting...uhm hmm.
Y'all take it from here. Because? Yeah! I'm mad.