Even if she wanted to work, she can't. Literally can NOT.
So I googled the name of the place where she is:
And then, just to add salt to the wound, I get an email from her PRIVATE non-work email with a photo:
And yes, that low moaning sound you hear is me keening with envy.
All I can hope for is that her return trip pilot turns out to be named Otto.
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I've been there, it's true
no wifi only
MaiTai.
Ha! This was the funniest thing I've read in a while... .
"Otto" indeed.
Kudos to you both,
~Just Jill
"There's been a little problem in the cockpit, and I was . . ."
"The cockpit--what is it?"
"It's the little room in the front of the plane where the pilots sit, but that's not important right now."
That's the way vacations *should* be.
I hope the co-pilot doesn't have a drinking problem.
She must have the best boss in the history of remote access, possibly ever. Locked out! I don't think I ever had a boss NOT call me when I was on vacation.
I visited a resort a year ago that looked like that. I miss it.
We already know literary agents live glamorous lives with all that money they're raking in, right? I just assumed they jetted to the Caribbean every other weekend in the winter;)
I miss the Caribbean. The only beach in Kansas is a sand barge.
On a side note, that woman in the picture with Otto is breathtaking.
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