HerculePoirot [he/him]

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  • HerculePoirot [he/him]
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    4 years ago

    FYI The evidence in question is an Air China plane ticket (different from a boarding pass, mind you), I'm pretty sure blacking out my name would do the trick.

    This happened in 2002.

    Long story short, I got a job at this company. They had just opened their asian branch and they needed someone who spoke Chinese for a "temporary" position at their offices in Beijing. I did, and volunteered, since I'd always wanted to experience living abroad. (This happened some years earlier than 2002).

    Ok, 2002. South Korean client hires the company I worked at for certain services. I was required to meet with them in Busan (in South Korea) on April 16th, where they operate out of.

    So, the company got me a seat on CA129 to Busan for the day before.

    I'd decided to pull a lazy and pack on the day of the flight instead of the night before. So I scramble to get my things together and hail a cab to the airport. About halfway there, I realize I'd left my passport behind, so I told the cabbie to turn around. By the time I retrieved it and made my way back to the airport, I'd missed the flight.

    I was freaking out thinking how do I explain this. The boss wasn't too thrilled, but my mood certainly changed when I learned that it had crashed into a hill.

    I kept the ticket, I think it's somewhere in the boxes upon boxes of hoarded crap in my dad's house.