Not sure what happened, but I have no complaints! Instead of being seated at 31A (I had asked for a window seat not by the bathroom)… when I got my boarding pass, the seat number had changed to 16A. I didn’t notice this at first, because the airport was a lot busier than I expected.
My mother ALWAYS calls me by my sister’s name. “(sister’s name)… Kim.” What the fuck. I absolutely hate it, and I have mentioned it to her before. And then she gets angry about it and refuses to do anything about it, because it’s difficult or something. I don’t know.
Fuck, that’s not my name!! HOW DIFFICULT CAN IT BE? She never makes that mistake in reverse. Fuck. I’m adopted.