Beware Checking Your Luggage and Babies

[indiana_j]

Beware Checking Your Luggage and Babies

I dreamt last night that I was flying up to Toronto for an extended stay. With it being extended, I apparently had packed all of my clothes (sorry guys ;) and so had to check it. After I checked my luggage, I had time to kill so I stopped in a bathroom...

Where I found a baby in a stall on a car seat. Confused, I picked him up and a judge suddenly entered the bathroom.

He told me I could be their star witness - why a judge was telling me this and not, you know, a lawyer, I have no idea - but I protested, my plane was going to leave soon. But! It turned out it was an Airport Court so that was okay.

They held court on the tarmac, in front of my plane so I could catch it, I guess. I was holding the baby and testifying about the mother and how I found it when -

The plane blew up. We were all fine, no one was hurt but! I couldn't fly up to Toronto that night, so they were going to fly me up the next day.

But the problem was all of my clothes had been blown up and I had nothing, nothing!, to wear. Ever. Except for what I had.

And then Frito was telling me I should convince them to also pay for a ticket for me to CA. Because, well, they'd blown up my clothing. And everyone I had met already knew about it and were sympathetic, though they kept getting the facts wrong.

I kept worrying about the money to get new clothes and I went to the old, old house in Stafford to go through old clothes that didn't fit anymore. And I kept getting more upset because I couldn't go up to Toronto without some formal wear and, you know, pants.

...right. In the future, never pack your entire clothing to go on a trip, never check it all because it'll blow up and never trust babies you meet in bathrooms.

(My brain on crack, let me show you it.)

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