Yesterday, i had to drop off my brother at John Wayne Airport in Orange County. It was routine, i got up to the front desk and told them he was an unaccompanied minor, and got my self a escort pass so i could see him off. The lady at the ticket counter gave my brother a seat on a earlier flight heading to Las Vegas because all planes coming in and out of Vegas were delayed due to construction and weather. I thought to myself “Nice, we got here early and now we can leave early.”

John Wayne Airport

After checking my brother into the flight, they immediately got two flight attendants and escorted him into the plane 10 minutes prior to the boarding time in which they announced. Due to the fact that i was escorting a unaccompanied minor i had to wait for the plane to be in the air before i was allowed to leave the airport terminal, so i busted out my trusty PSP and began to play some Bleach and Guitaroo Man Lives! It wasn’t till my PSP began to run out of batteries that i noticed that the only power outlets avalable to the public were four ports which sat on the floor with a big sign of a outlet port hovering over it. Which is completely inconvienent to everyone in the terminal who has in their possession of an electronic device that needs charging. (Which would be almost everyone) I went over to see if any of the ports were open and as luck would have it all four ports were taken up by four of the lamest people on earth. Two of them were a fat couple who were messing around with cheap generic dvd players and mp3 players (which were probably bought at target). There was a retarded man playing yellow version on a old gameboy color, the look on his face hints that he doesnt know what the fuck is going on, and the last person was his escort with her phone plugged in to the final port talking to whoever is on the other part of the line about her period. I just gave up and found a seat next to the counter and watch the passengers board the plane through the gate.

Guitaroo man!

Guitaroo man!

While playing Guitaroo man i hear the lady get on the terminal wide intercom and state that the flight has been cancelled to Vegas and is now just heading straight for Pheonix. “SHIT!” i said to myself as i had to litteraly run to the counter and tell them to get my brother off the plane before it began to taxi¬† onto the runway.¬† Then he got back to the airport and we waited 4 more hours for his next flight.

P.S i got bored and wrapped up this post early