So I flew to California Saturday to see my daughter. It was fun, and I was glad to see her.

Now, when I bought my tickets, I got a flight that landed at 11:30pm, allowing me to sleep on the plane a bit, drive home, sleep more, and then wake up at 6am for work.

Well, that went out the window. Fuck you Southwest, Fuck you.

(I'm currently on layover in Phoenix)

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