You Ain't Gonna Believe It

Flight home uneventful...just like you want all your flights to be.....get to baggage claim and...... no luggage...oh my gawd! It is 11:45 p.m. and obviously, panic is seting in. Politely asking the carousel manager if all the luggage has been delivered. Rudely, he replies yes, won't take my lost luggage claim....gives me a number to call and walks away. I stay up until 1 a.m. because you can't apply for lost luggage until 90 minutes after you flight arrives....wha is that deal. As you might imagine I am fuming at this point....call American and indeed my luggage is at the airport at carousel C 12. The snafu is that all the rest of flight 2426 luggage was at carousel C 31......and let them check to see what the delivery charge would be......give me a break. The claims manager could have easily looked this up on his computer but it was probably after his bed time. Bleech.
So dear readers, I am about to get dressed and drive to the airport to get my stuff and file a complaint about the whole deal. Not like this will make one bit of difference except to make me feel outraged and self-righteous.....but sheesh!
Enjoy the in progress pictures from some of the students.....my apologies to those that I missed. I could have sworn I took a picture of everyone but the brain was on disconnet.
Wish me luck at the airport....which by the way is Dallas Fort Worth International.....not some little podunk airport. Hopefully the stuff actually is at C 12. Just let me add that this luggage contains a new pair of Matisse beaded kitten heels and a pair of Franco Sarto black sandals with medallion straps......Manolo would be in apoplexy.