Slept in til 4:45 AM the Sunday my team was suppose to leave Houston to go back to Michigan... Almost didn't make it to the airport cuz I almost missed the bus...once I got there, I was really hungry so I grabbed some stuff from a store. I thought I heard something about a final boarding at gate A25 but I ignored it. I hung out with 4 other team members who apparently didn't hear the announcement either.
Then they were like,
'what time is it? We board at 6:30...our flight leaves pretty soon...Jason?'
'Uh yeah...it's...7AM...'
Well, needless to say, we sprinted to our gate and made it
The moral: Boarding time over your stomach
