In the early 80's, I was a communications manager for a large electrical company. There was a problem at a plant in Columbia S.C., so I asked by assistant to get me tickets there after I finished my gig.

She delivered the tickets to me, and I left for my gig. When done, I headed to the airport and caught the flight.

There were several stops and, at about 3:00 AM, we were asked to deplane for cleaning. As I walked around this deserted airport, I finally realized that I was on a many legged flight to Columbia Missouri, not S.C. I was stuck for a 2 hour cleaning stop in the St. Louis airport.!


Dumb-assed ME!

R.