Passive Aggression, Models, and Packing Fail

This time of year, I have to travel for a couple of overnights to present my department’s marketing initiatives.  I had to travel today and again next weekend. 

I’m usually pretty coordinated with all of this but things have been so crazy lately that I hadn’t even started packing as of late last night.  I was about to start when all hell broke loose. 

I haven’t blogged much about this but “C” and I were having problems, he’s been at basic training for the past month and leaves for deployment this week.  He sent me a facebook message yesterday while I was at work and I didn’t see it until 11:00 last night when I finally had a chance to log in.  Needless to say he was mad because I didn’t respond and had at some point defriended me.  WTF?  I tried to call him and he didn’t answer, instead he sent me a text that it was better for him this way.  I texted him back that he was immature and a coward for not talking to me about this.  Quite frankly, his passive aggressive behavior really riled me up because it reminds me of someone else I know who won’t communicate with me . . .

So I called one of my good friends to vent and was about to pack when “C” decided to call me.  I should never have answered.  The call did not go well.  He wouldn’t talk to me just wanted to tell me that he couldn’t be facebook friends with me because he didn’t want to see me happy with other people.   Good grief . . . it’s not like I’m a dating diva.  And what’s going to happen in a year when he’s back and finishes his last year of law school?  We’ll be in the same section which means we’ll be going through commencement together . . . hopefully he’ll be over it, otherwise graduation could be awkward.

I was too physically and emotionally exhausted to pack at this point and crawled into bed planning on getting up early to get it done.  That was a mistake.  I overslept of course and found myself scrambling to throw things in my suitcase and get my son to daycare before heading to the airport.  In the interest of time, I threw on a t-shirt and yoga pants and pulled my hair back in a ponytail.  I would have time after I landed to clean up before the dinner event I had to go to.

As I was frantically trying to get out the door my phone blew up with text messages.  It turns out “C” had defriended a bunch of our mutual friends because he didn’t want to see messages or comments I post on their wall (he actually sent them a message regarding this before he defriended them).  In the end about 13 of us were let go, we’re calling it the “great facebook friend massacre” of 2010.  While I feel bad that my friends got thrown into this mix, “C’s” behavior speaks volumes.  His irrationality and lack of maturity is definitely not something I want to continue dealing with so my new single status is a good thing.

I managed to get to the airport, get my boarding pass and head to the gate.  My flight was delayed . . . grrr.  To add insult to injury I also had to stand in line for security behind a dozen (I am seriously not making this up) models on their way to L.A. for a photo shoot.  They were all decked out like they had just gotten off the runway (at 9:00 a.m.) while I stood next to them looking like a short frumpy hobo.  Needless to say, this did not improve my self-esteem or mood.

Once I finally got to my destination (the flight ended up delayed for over an hour) I began to unpack which became quite entertaining.  I clearly was not awake when I threw stuff in my suitcase.  I had packed five outfits (WTH, I’m only here for one night)!  I also had four pairs of shoes . . . .?!  One pair would never have worked with any of the outfits I packed.  I also packed my toothbrush but forgot toothpaste. 

I’m also unclear as to how my fall semester Federal Indian Law casebook ended up with my work planner in my backpack.  But seeing it gave me quite a jolt . . . holy crap, I start school in a week and a half . . . I totally forgot!

I swear I’m going to do a better job when I travel next week

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