I am an early-freak. I admit it. Always have been. Always will be.
Because of such an affliction, I left Fort Wayne fairly early for tonight's IPFW-IUPUI basketball game, scheduled for 7 p.m. at Conseco Fieldhouse.
With the horrible weather we've been having and all, I wasn't sure of the road conditions, either outside of Fort Wayne, or within Indy. And so I left really early.
I-69 was great. Kudos to the INDOT people. Seriously. And Indy is in great shape.
Which means I got to Conseco at 4 p.m. - three hours ahead of time.
Conseco is not used to early-arrivals, apparantly.
Because I was so early, I beat my media credential here. With no credential, I wasn't waved into the arena by the security room off Delaware Ave.
I explained why I was so early, and asked to get into the building's media room, but they would not have that. There were only a few individuals who could let me in sans credential, and they would try to contact them.
They left messages, which means I had to wait to get approval.
I am not a security threat. I am 59, overweight, and on crutches because of a stupid fall. I wasn't about to terrorize Conseco Fieldhouse.
One "security" person told me that Conseco was a "secure facility," which is why I wasn't granted permission to get in.
Of course, they had to tag my computer bag ... didn't check it for an explosive device; didn't even look inside. They tagged it, which meant it was OK. So much for the "secure facility."
But, by golly, the gatekeepers followed the rules. Fifty minutes later, I called the guy on my cell phone, who knows me, who let me in. He thought they let me in a long time ago.
Ah, bureaucracy. Nothing like it.