In order to compose today’s blog entry, I had to perform some computer forensics.
Used to learn what a victim or perpetrator was doing in the days or minutes before a crime, computer forensics help create a chronicle of events leading up to the time such crime occurred. They tell investigators when the person in question was last online, what Web sites were visited, when e-mails were sent and to whom.
Following is what appears to have occurred on the morning of Friday, April 9th.
9:10 – Return rental car at Pittsburgh International Airport.
9:25 – Clear airport security.
9:30 – Arrive at Gate C51 for 10:21 flight to Washington Dulles.
9:31 – Experience passing amusement: the Griswolds arriving at Wally World, “first ones here, first ones here!”
9:42 – Complete and save expense report for the trip.
9:50 – Older gentleman takes the seat next to me.
10:00 – Observe a few passers-by asking older gentleman for his autograph. Listen in.
10:08 – Post the following on Facebook: “Sitting in the Pittsburgh airport next to a hockey icon who, I’ve overheard from those lining up for his autograph, won the Stanley Cup in 1964. Nice man but I don’t know his name.”
10:10 – Answer an e-mail while waiting for boarding announcement.
10:11 – Blink.
10:31 – Wake up.
10:32 – Ask older gentleman if flight to Dulles has begun boarding. Older gentleman smiles and says, “You must be Monica Welch. They paged you several times before your plane left.”
10:45 – Older gentleman boards his flight to Toronto, shaking his head and laughing with his fellow passengers.
10:47 – Call to ask client to deploy contingency plan for the 2 p.m. meeting on the narcolepsy drug—because I fell asleep.
Postscript: I still don’t know the name of that famous Stanley Cup winner, but he knows mine.
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I would say that’s the funniest thing I ever read, except something similar happened to me on the way to Ithaca, changing planes in the Philadelphia airport… Glad you made it home safely!
Probably Andy Bathgate, who also played for Pittsburgh after the 1964 Stanley Cup Victory. I know nothing about hockey, but everything about Google and Wikipedia : )
Monica, everyone needs a moment like this. In my time, it was falling asleep on a train in London, and ending up at the terminus in the wee hours of the morning, and having to wait for the next day service to restart to get back home. Not as bad as being on the wrong train (express line, not stopping line) and hurtling past your stop, wondering when and how you could get back. Grin and bear it.
We aren’t laughing at you, we’re laughing with you!
Wow… had to read it several times for it to sink it. Great story… I can see why Grandpop called you out.
Oh, Monica – that is too funny! And because that’s been a fear of mine for a while, I’m laughing with you too. The best part is that you rallied and came to my party Friday night!
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