Wake up service. I had a 6:30 am flight yesterday, so I was planning to leave the house around 5 and had set my alarm accordingly, never suspecting that I had set the alarm to go off in the p.m. Fortunately, my dad was giving me a ride and he called the house when he arrived and saw that there were no lights on. Close one!
Parrots can fly. The woman ahead of me at the airport had an animal carrier that kept making jungle calls of alarm, which turned out to be a great big parrot who was concerned that he was being transported in a cage. Security gathered to stare into the cage and decided that the bird needed to come out of the carrier so they could scan it. Unfortunately, being a bird, the parrot was able to fly, which meant taking the bird to a private screening room. The lady taking him on the plane said that he liked to fly in style and was upset to be in the carrier. This makes perfect sense to me, as I also would dislike being in a cage while flying.