My 12 hours at O'Hare Airport

I can't even believe this happened. I'm slated to do social media for a meeting in Florida and it snowed a touch in Chicago overnight.
Cue the horror music.

I knew it was going to be a crappy day as soon as I got into my Uber. It took me 45 minutes to make a trip that normally takes 25, and I was worried I wouldn't make it on time. I could see the plane at the gate, and our flight was on t
ime, then delayed, then canceled.
Luckily, I was right by the check in desk and immediately got on the next direct flight ... at 2:10. Everyone else I work with on that flight was booked onto a 2:50 connecting through Miami.

I'm VIP on the wait list

I waited, waited and waited. Check my e-mail, worked on long-term projects, bid my time.

I got on the second flight and they took my carry on at the gate because it was so full. We sat and sat, then found out that there was no pilot. Then they said it would be another two and a half hours until we had a crew and asked us to vacate. Then it was canceled.
And they still had my bag.

I had to wait another two hours for my bag, and was booked onto a 2:10 flight today. Luckily, I took the first flight out today on stand by, but that was only after 12 continuous hours at O'Hare with the possibility of a repeat again today.

God bless smartphones and credit cards.