Confessions of a Korean-American Man in New York City

I'm blogging from Palo Alto, CA because I'm traveling for work. I was going to write about dating Fobs but instead, I'll write about my travels with the coworker that I don't enjoy traveling with. I've probably traveled with him about 7x in the past few months, and it's always a misadventure. A few things that have happened during our travels these past months - not in any particular order:

• Extra security checks at the airport equal to a prostate exam
• Car service not showing up and then having to take a taxi instead -- then realizing while we're in the cab that we don't have enuf money because the fare was approaching $80 (LAX to Thousand Oaks)
• Car service driver not knowing how to get to our final destination
• Not having reservations for car rental or hotel, and realizing it after getting off the plane
• Coming to SF for room service -- because the company we were coming to meet canceled on us while we were in the air -- so we took a flight right back to NYC
• Arriving late at the hotel starving and finding out that room service is closed. I proceeded to eat the $4 pringles and $3 coke for dinner.
• As a practical joke, he called the car service and they showed up 30 mins later at JFK -- I wasn't a happy camper.
  

I just find it funny that not one of our trips goes smoothly. However, every trip is always a success with us getting what we need to get done and that's all that matters.