Gouge Away

I paid $2.75 for 20 ounces of water at SFO today:

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What’s special about this water?

  • It’s purified!
  • It’s non-carbonated: yippee!
  • It has a weird Franclish name. Dejà Blue (why not Déjà Bleu?) ≈ Déjà vu = “already seen.” Yes! I believe I have seen bottled water before, although it’s usually in the $1 - $1.50 range.
  • It is sold after the security checkpoint at which you must surrender all of your liquid items.
  • If need be, it can be used as a defensive weapon should any of your fellow passengers become violent upon learning that your flight has been overbooked by 21 people and there is no way you are all getting on the plane.
  • It may prevent you from fainting when you are told that your best alternate itinerary begins 40 hours later and involves flying to North Carolina via JFK, thus proving that the quickest route from A to B is not always a straight line. Not by a long shot. Oh, well. At least you get to spend time in New York!
  • You can pour it over your head in an attempt to stay awake on the BART ride home (sans checked bag, which will theoretically be waiting for you in Raleigh-Durham in two days). Why is this necessary? Well, after getting just 3 hours of sleep and then standing in line for four hours, you could feel the irresistible urge to nod off. Caveat: the water trick may not work, and you might wake up just in time to squeeze through the closing doors at your stop.

Yay, holiday traveling.

On the bright side, I now have a $500 voucher and an extra day and a half to address the fact that I left my apartment looking like it was hit by a cyclone. I am also very happy that I am not the unfortunate woman at the airport who was close to tears as her two toddlers played the “who can scream louder game” in purgatory the how-screwed-are-we? line.

Relatively speaking, life is good.

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