10 Reasons I Hate To Fly
April 21st, 2009 - Uncategorized - 14 Comments »Check-In – Really Airline? You chose this person to be the front-line of your company? How is the simple act of checking my bags such an offensive thing to you, Ticket Lady?
Security Check – Where else on the planet would you willingly take off your belt and shoes upon the request of a complete stranger? I don’t think I’d even hesitate if they asked me to take off my pants.
Pre-Flight Exercise – One of the downsides of having a really athletic wife is that she’d rather walk to our terminal than take the underground train. You know, the train that was solely created so you didn’t have to walk to your terminal…that’s the one.
Thinking Your Seat Number is Your Gate Number – Today we showed up at gate 44C. Our flight was leaving from B32. That added another half mile to the pre-flight exercise.
Cologne Guy – I feel sorry for you, bro. No one cares enough about you to tell you that you apply 13 more squirts than the standard. And why do you always have gelled hair, a thin chin strap beard, and a gold bracelet? And why do you like sitting next to me?
Delta
Beverage Cart Block – This always seems to happen. After 45 minutes of mustering up the nerve to ask the stranger next to me if I can squeeze by, the beverage cart stands perfectly in the way of me and my mid-flight number two.
Ludicrous Pricing – We just spent our kids’ college savings on a Pringles midget can and a Ginger Ale. I’m sure my boys will understand one day (after they’ve graduated from community college, of course).
Unfortunate Movie Selection – Who actually thought that the entire plane would want to watch Madea’s Family Reunion?
The Early Stand – As soon as the plane lands and the ding sounds, all logic goes away. We all would somehow rather stand with our head at a 90° angle and mentally vie for exiting position than sit in our seat for three more minutes.
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