That's not going to happen

Or how I almost missed the first day of RubyConf. See the original flight to Newark operated by SAS was cancelled. No reason given, of course. So an hour in cue for rebooking and those were her words: "That's not going to happen". That being a touchdown in Washington DC tonight.

While the customers in the other line went with a threat strategy, I tried to go with sympathy: "But I have a conference starting tomorrow at 9 am. I'm speaking there." No reply. Keys being typed at dizzying speeds. Outlook not particular encouraging — the guy before me had just been told to stay another day in CPH.

Then, as had it been the plan all along: "You're traveling over Frankfurt. Departure is at 14.10."

I choose to believe it was my good-spirited, charming nature that did the trick. In any case, I'll be in Washington DC at 19.45. Who in the RubyConf camp are up for a late dinner at nine-ish?

I'm driving up with a couple of local guys... we probably won't get in till ten-ish, though, and I doubt we could hold out that long for dinner. I'm assuming we'll look around in the lobby and lounge for any other fellow Rubyists when we arrive, though... either way, I'm looking forward to meeting you, either tonight or tomorrow.