I never sleep well before a flight. I was up tossing and turning around 4am this morning. When the alarm went off at six, I was wide awake, a little queasy, and ready to go.<\/p>\n
Thankfully, I have the good sense to check my flights online before I go to the airport. That’s how I learned that my 9am had been delayed until 11. I picked up the phone and called AA. “I won’t make my connection,” I told them. “No problem,” the agent replied, you’ve been rerouted through O’Hare. “Oh ho ho no, that won’t do at all,” I said. “What else you got?”<\/p>\n
That’s how I ended up on the same itinerary, two hours later. All fine and good, right? Wrong. At boarding time we learned that our plane was broken, “everyone please form a single file line at the podium, we’ll get you all rebooked as quickly as possible.”<\/p>\n
When this happens to you, you must hightail it to the check in desk in the arrivals terminal, even though it means you have to clear security again. Why? The line is WAY shorter out there and the agent less short tempered. Take note.<\/p>\n
The agent offerered me any number of unacceptable options. “How ’bout a four hour stop over in Denver?!” she said, brightly. I did not say this: “What, are you high?” Nope, I kept my calm and asked her to keep looking. Which is how I found myself on the third itinerary of the day, leaving Seattle at 130 pm. That’s right. I was up at 4am for a flight at 130 in the afternoon.<\/p>\n
You know what’s not the least bit funny about this trip? That it’s paid for with the voucher I got when my flight to NYC was diverted to O’Hare because the plane was broken. AA, what the hell? I’m really happy not to fly on broken planes, but could you, you know, fix them before selling me a ticket on them?<\/p>\n
I have this weird anxiety that I’m going to do all my business travel on an endless voucher from AA. They’ll compensate me yet again for things gone wrong, I’ll use the voucher, things will go wrong, I’ll get a voucher… it will be a never ending airline purgatory.<\/p>\n
I wish I’d flown Alaska.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I never sleep well before a flight. I was up tossing and turning around 4am this morning. When the alarm went off at six, I was wide awake, a little queasy, and ready to go. Thankfully, I have the good sense to check my flights online before I go to the airport. That’s how I … <\/p>\n