I was traveling for my job interview when a 20 minute layover became a 5 hour delay in [redacted]. Horrible by any standards, game-ending for those of us traveling with a 1-year old and four-days-worth of frozen breast milk.
I begged with tears in my eyes for help and a kind soul of a restaurant manager took pity on me and put my milk in his freezer. I thanked him sincerely and asked what his name is.
"Bookie"
"really???"
Yeah, bookie.
There you have it.
I begged with tears in my eyes for help and a kind soul of a restaurant manager took pity on me and put my milk in his freezer. I thanked him sincerely and asked what his name is.
"Bookie"
"really???"
Yeah, bookie.
There you have it.