Friday, August 1, 2008

My Bag vs. WWII

So this weekend i jumped on a plane to Oakland to shoot a wedding, i missed my first flight so i got onto the next flight 2 hours later. well when i finally arrived in Oakland the baggage handler (wearing gloves) hands me my bag, or what was left of it. Im sure you could measure my jubilation when i asked what happened and she said "oh it was crushed" (under something that i was a little to shocked to remember now). I cant believe this, im definitely calling the airlines for some reimbursement because this big is not going to make it back to Boise in this condition without at least one roll of duct tape...at least. Im sorry to say, but Alaska Airlines, im not really a happy customer, not in the least bit...