Hawaii didn't want me to leave

So on the way to the airport, I realized that I might be late. Well, if I realize I am late, then its WAY late by a normal person's standards. But after a huge amount of hustle, I am in the terminal about 15 minutes before departure. Then by some glorius mistake, I went to the wrong terminal on the other side of the airport. After I realized my mistake, I RAN to the correct terminal only to see the plane taxing off!! Maybe I wanted to make that mistake on purpose. Luckly, the hawaiian airline dudes had another flight to SFO (instead of SJC) leaving in 10 minutes so I had to run AGAIN across the terminal back to the other side. I made the second flight and now I am sitting on cal train going back to san jose. But not before I froze my ass of in 51 degree weather waiting outside for the train for 20 minutes!! Cheez, I forgot "how cold" cold is!! I feel like I have frost bite.