snarlingcoyote
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I fly home through houston on a 6:30PM flight. According to the airline's records of bar code scanning, my luggage got sent home on the flight immediately prior to mine.
It is now missing.
Twelve years as a flyer and this happens this year.
I am seriously considering changing allegiance to airlines. I've already complained about the local FA's unprofessional and rude behavior once and now I sincerely suspect my luggage got stolen on their watch.
Sigh. My new cashmere sweater, my trusty old black leather jacket, my TomTom, my good top of the line running shoes. A brand new laptop sleeve I got a real deal on. . .all gone.
Ah well, I'm not going to pout or panic or be unhappy. If they find it, they find it. If not, I'm safe and sound and healthy. My mother did something to a disk in her back when she fell in the shower and will need surgery and my DSIL just had a stroke - in ONE week. I'm sure either one of them would be thrilled to change places with me.
But still. I've always been sooooo "Well, I've certainly never lost MY luggage." smug.
But it's lost. They won't say it's lost, but uh yeah. I think it's gone for good. I'm listing out all the things that were in it. Nothing irreplaceable, but dang it - my favorite jeans were in there!
It is now missing.

Twelve years as a flyer and this happens this year.
I am seriously considering changing allegiance to airlines. I've already complained about the local FA's unprofessional and rude behavior once and now I sincerely suspect my luggage got stolen on their watch.
Sigh. My new cashmere sweater, my trusty old black leather jacket, my TomTom, my good top of the line running shoes. A brand new laptop sleeve I got a real deal on. . .all gone.

Ah well, I'm not going to pout or panic or be unhappy. If they find it, they find it. If not, I'm safe and sound and healthy. My mother did something to a disk in her back when she fell in the shower and will need surgery and my DSIL just had a stroke - in ONE week. I'm sure either one of them would be thrilled to change places with me.
But still. I've always been sooooo "Well, I've certainly never lost MY luggage." smug.
But it's lost. They won't say it's lost, but uh yeah. I think it's gone for good. I'm listing out all the things that were in it. Nothing irreplaceable, but dang it - my favorite jeans were in there!
