The IA is my husband, once again, failed to be there to meet me when I got off the airport shuttle. I kind of thought this might happen because I knew he would go for a run this morning and his time management skills are crap, so he never gives himself enough time. He calls me and asks if I'm on the bus and I say yep, I'm almost there (I sent two texts and tried to call him to keep him updated on my whereabouts). Well, I hear the panic in his voice as he says he'll be there in 10 minutes! Well, I knew he wouldn't and I got there about 2 minutes later, so I started walking home. Sure enough, about 10 minutes into my walk here comes DH running towards me in marathon-running mode. It totally cracked me up!