Running on Empty (JSC135 Tweetup – Part 4)
It had been 18 hours since I had eaten anything and I remembered my nutrition bar tucked in a pocket of my carry on. I pulled it out along with the last remains of the bottled water from the Birmingham terminal gift shop. I put my cell phone on GPS and quickly wolfed down the nutrition bar before getting out of the parking lot and onto the main roads. I now had finally had my breakfast... sort of.
Read MoreHouston, I Have a Problem (JSC135 Tweetup – Part 3)
Ok, I'm already touching a sleeping stranger on an airport bench, but it looks like I was going to have to take it up a notch to get her awake. I couldn't abandon her, so I looked around seeing we were alone and placed a hand on each of her shoulders, gave her a careful, but firm shake and in my best Jerry Lewis voice yelled, "HEY LAAADY!"
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