Our doormat pretty much sums up our life. Case in point:
The other day Brandon is at FedEx and has a flight scheduled after work with a student. He calls me to get a phone number for the something, something, Logan airport, something, something. I have absolutely no clue what he was talking about. So he tells me to look in his airport and frequency manual. I am still thinking, "Huh?!!!" So I just start reading it to him over the phone,
"Logan Cache LGU 4454 feet 3NW LAP forty one degrees 47.26 feet north one hundred eleven degrees. . ."
I could feel the eyes rolling on the other end.
Finally I found the number he needed. Can you find it?
Look again it's here:
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