HAWAII AIRLINE - #1 NOT

on my way to a fun destination with my sister.  check my one bag in assuming all is well.  though i had this sick feeling like something is wrong.  the plane ride was smooth, as smooth as any plane ride should be.  arrived at the destination and waiting at the baggage claim caruosel searching for my bag.  it was past midnight, everyone left with their bag, and all that was left was my sister, me and a blue luggage bag going around the caruosel.  It was not my bag, since my bag was black and had my name all over it.  I informed a man (with an accent) at the baggage service counter that my bag seems to be missing.  He pointed to the blue bag that was still on the caruosel and asked if i checked it already.  I told him no because my bag is black with my name.  He also said that he got no message of a lost bag or bag being held back. He obviously did not believe me, so together we walked over to the blue bag to check.  Turning over the luggage tag and the name "Jamal Tate" was on it.  DUH! all he could say after that was, "this is not you".  DING DONG!  he made me fill out a baggage claim form and instructed me to call in the morning to check.   

All my underwear and neccessity was in that bag (ie shaver, shoes, deodarant, clothes, bras, underwear).  The only thing i have in my bag was an extra pair of clothes which was not much use to me without clean underwear.  So i had to buy a pair of Hanes and shavers at Walgreen not knowing if i'll ever get my bag back.  For all i know at this point I probably will not ever get it back.  I called in the morning to check the status of my missing bag.  The lady over the phone said there is no news of my bags and they have 24 hours period to search for my bag before they can compensate me or do anything for me.  HELLO, pay for my neccessity am i suppose to walk around buck naked within the 24 hour.  I don't care if it's a HAWAIIAN AIR t-shirt and short and slippers, it's something to ease my mind.  I couldn't even sleep knowing my bag was missing.  To wash the stress i went to eat and by 12 noon i got a phone call.  Someone from portland called asking if i was missing a bag with a name all over it.  I screamed it's mine, mine mine mine.  I was so overjoy and happy that it's not missing or stolen.  Once i settled down i asked what happened and why is it in portland.  the reason was:  Hawaiian AIR had mistag my luggage.  IDIOTS.  I asked if this happen often and she said no and this is unusal for it to be mis-tagged.  I thanked her, and she said it was good that i had luggage tags attached to it with my info and contact number.  thanks to my sister.  They had to ship my bag from portland to alaska before it could get to me.  A few hours after the call, the same lady i talked to in the morning called to give me the status of my bag and informed me where and how my bag will get to me and when to expect to get my bag.  I asked her well what about getting reimbursed for the underwear and shaver i bought.  All she said was, they have 24 hours.  The most i would've gotten was $50/day while during the duration of my stay.  DAMNIT.  i didn't get an apology or something that they screwed up in mistagging my bag.  It was if it was my fault, but NO it was not.  Something small or maybe a card would've been nice. 

upon the road there is a rat.  flat dead as i can see.  i ran the bitch over with my car, and drove in reverse to mush it flat as can be.  isn't life grand?