Happy Sky Point Day!
The airlines have a dirty new trick, or at least it's new to me.
I woke up on Christmas eve at 8, finished packing, and hurried to Mt Vernon Square to catch the yellow line to Rontonimo Reagan National Airport to make my 10:30 flight. Boarding started around 10:05, as scheduled and we pulled away on time. Then, we sat.
We sat for about 10 minutes with no word from the captain, then he announced that the weather was such in Ft. Myers that we would not be able to land as there was a big backup. Huh? We hadn't even left and it was a 2.5 hour flight...wouldn't it be clear by then? Whatever, you can't get pissed off about the weather. What you can fucking get pissed off about is how they definitely knew about the weather situation when we were sitting in the terminal and still boarded us.
I wondered why they would do that to us for about an hour before figuring it out. By pulling away and then parking us, they still get credit for an on-time departure. How they are allowed to do this, I have no Idea. I can understand them not wanting to have a late departure on their permanent record, but fuck them for making us suffer. And fuck all of the parents who patronize their shithead kids by talking really loudly to them in public. And fuck the stewardess who didn't have time to bring me a fresh magazine that didn't have the sudoku already done. Maybe the reliability metrics of airlines should not include weather delays or forced cancellations.
Not a whole lot to complain about after getting down here.
-went to beach yesterday. water was very warm. we saw a sea horse flopping around that had been washed ashore.
-food has included tilapatia and beef tenderloin. lots of snacks and home made cookies too.
-got some very nice gifts, including my first ever ipod!
-played golf on Christmas before thunderstorm started.
My parents have an unhealthy obsession with the weather. They watch the weather channel for a half hour at at least five separate times of every day. At all times they know exactly what the weather is in Florida, Michigan, DC, and Seattle, where my brother and sister in-law live. Next 36 hours? Check. Dew point at each location? Check. I have learned to not get annoyed at this obsession or how they point out and make fun of the obese to themselves at every opportunity.
The airlines have a dirty new trick, or at least it's new to me.
I woke up on Christmas eve at 8, finished packing, and hurried to Mt Vernon Square to catch the yellow line to Rontonimo Reagan National Airport to make my 10:30 flight. Boarding started around 10:05, as scheduled and we pulled away on time. Then, we sat.
We sat for about 10 minutes with no word from the captain, then he announced that the weather was such in Ft. Myers that we would not be able to land as there was a big backup. Huh? We hadn't even left and it was a 2.5 hour flight...wouldn't it be clear by then? Whatever, you can't get pissed off about the weather. What you can fucking get pissed off about is how they definitely knew about the weather situation when we were sitting in the terminal and still boarded us.
I wondered why they would do that to us for about an hour before figuring it out. By pulling away and then parking us, they still get credit for an on-time departure. How they are allowed to do this, I have no Idea. I can understand them not wanting to have a late departure on their permanent record, but fuck them for making us suffer. And fuck all of the parents who patronize their shithead kids by talking really loudly to them in public. And fuck the stewardess who didn't have time to bring me a fresh magazine that didn't have the sudoku already done. Maybe the reliability metrics of airlines should not include weather delays or forced cancellations.
Not a whole lot to complain about after getting down here.
-went to beach yesterday. water was very warm. we saw a sea horse flopping around that had been washed ashore.
-food has included tilapatia and beef tenderloin. lots of snacks and home made cookies too.
-got some very nice gifts, including my first ever ipod!
-played golf on Christmas before thunderstorm started.
My parents have an unhealthy obsession with the weather. They watch the weather channel for a half hour at at least five separate times of every day. At all times they know exactly what the weather is in Florida, Michigan, DC, and Seattle, where my brother and sister in-law live. Next 36 hours? Check. Dew point at each location? Check. I have learned to not get annoyed at this obsession or how they point out and make fun of the obese to themselves at every opportunity.
Labels: awful chief, flight delays, golf
posted by Trader Rick @ 9:33 PM
1 Comments:
At 9:32 AM,
Anonymous said…
Making fun of the obese and being conscious of how great the weather is in your area vs. everywhere else spells West Florida Fun to me!
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