Meeting Thelonious Monk

Yesterday I was working at Customer Service at the airport when a gentleman came up because he had missed his connection to Memphis.  I took a look at his boarding pass and remarked on his name, Thelonious Monk.  "Are you related?" I asked.  He replied that the famous jazz musician was his father.  In chatting with him while I tried to find a way for him to get to Memphis, I found out that he is also a jazz musician, a drummer.  It was nice to be able to help him get to his destination,  sorry that he would be a little late.  Later when I mentioned meeting him to a co-worker they didn't recognize the name.  I suppose that is normal since last fall when there were some "aging" rock stars waiting for a plane at a gate I didn't recognize the name of the band that they played with but several of my co-workers did.
Last fall I was thrilled when I was checking passports for an international flight, I got to meet one of my favorite authors, Alexander McCall Smith.  There was only one flight attendant that I told who knew who he is.  Even several years ago when I helped a gentleman named Winston Churchill, few recognized the name (my passenger was the grandson of the English PM).
C'est la vie!

March 23rd - 24th - My Day - Winter Storm Watch

Tues: 4:30 am alarm clock,
6 am leave for work - dry roads,
7 am clock-in for my first shift.
2 pm second shift starts - still dry out,
4 pm thunder and lightening, rain, ramp closes for a short time, big plane struck by lightening.
7 pm - no dinner break yet, snowing,
9 pm - dinner break - 4 inches of snow on rail outside window at my gate,
10:30 pm last flight leaves gate to GTF (did it take off?),
11:30 STL return to gate - passengers "what do you mean I can't go till Friday?",
rebook, rebook, rebook - no agents can leave yet,
2:30 am - clock out!! I can barely move.
take train to Concourse A to get bus to parking lot - goes thru gate 5 (the long way)
3:40 am get to car, sweep hanging cornices off of car, car is plowed in!
4 am finally leave parking lot,
5 am stuck at the bottom of drive way,
go in house,
fall in bed - I can barely move!
Yeah! I don't work till Friday.
9 am wake up - I can barely move!
The recliner beckons!