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Topic: The Comedy of Errors (not about the play) (08/18/11)
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TITLE: Not On Me Shift | Previous Challenge Entry
By Kelvin Fowler
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venturing out by himself
across the channel
to big Pastor's Conference
Asked a nice friend
if I could use his computer
to book an airline ticket
easyJet.com to Amsterdam
Friend says to Kiwi
“easyJet, you'll be flying from Prestwick”
Kiwi went to the train-station to purchase ticket
said “easyJet, Prestwick, discount please”
Went home, packed my bags
next day, excited and scared
jumped on that train
Prestwick International Airport bound
Nothing is more peaceful
or romantic
than train travel
clickety-clack clickety-clack
Disembarked at Prestwick's only terminal
carried my duffel bag
across the air-bridge, down the escalators
to check-in
Put my bag on the scales
presented my passport
presented my ticket
presented myself
Airline host looked a little confused
looked at me
looked at my ticket
and stated “Wrong airport Sir”
Heart started pumping
blood drained from my face
“What?”, I said
“Sir you need Glasgow International”
I ran out of check-in
climbed the stairs and sprinted across the air-bridge
lumbering my tired duffel bag,
I arrived back at the train station
Sweating and flustered
I checked the time table
just missed my return train:
“Oh God what did I do?”
Not knowing what else could be done
I begged God for another train
and started repenting
repenting of everything
Thirty minutes later
the express train arrived
first stop
Paisley for Glasgow International Airport
Nothing more frustrating
than repenting your way
on an unnecessary trip
clickety-clack clickety-clack
Jumped from train to taxi
“Driver, airport quick, I'm missing my train”
His reply was “ye no gonnae miss ye plane,
och nae Pal, not on me shift”
It was one hour before my flight arrived
when I sprinted in the door
threw my bags on the scales
and threw my passport and ticket on the desk
Smiling face behind the counter
informed me that boarding had closed
I splurted “But the plane hasn't left”
she replied “Go to information for another flight”
Next flight, same time, next day
I sulked my way home
skulked back into Bible college
and hid in my embarrassment
They should have never
let me travel without my wife
and in Amsterdam
I am forever known as
“The one who missed his plane”.
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I agree that a narratve form might have added to the story, but I will not deny the poetry made me smile.
Thanks for a moment of lightness as I face a trip across the world in Sept.