The seven stages of waiting at an airport

I’m sitting at the airport waiting for my flight, heading down to Texas again! — Due to bad weather in Dallas area the incoming plane is late, so oddly our outbound flight on the same plane will be delayed. Go figure.

It’s interesting people watching, especially watching how people react as they find out the flight is late — I think I’ve seen six stages of grief so far, but we’re waiting on the inbound flight before stage seven.

Okay, in fairness not too much disbelief, this *is* a commercial airline afterall.

No sir, there isn’t any way to connect you through another airport and arrive faster then a direct flight that is only expected to be 45-60 minutes late.

One guy was rather irate, he’s been sitting in the airport since 7-something in the morning. Why so long? Well, from what I overheard, he was booked on the 7am flight, slept in and didn’t quite make it. hah. oops. I’m unclear as to what he thinks yelling at the gate staff will do to get the inbound plane here faster, but since I’m on the same flight, I suppose I’ll benefit too if he manages to talk the gate staff into building a new plane out of whatever spare parts they might have kicking around.

At this point it’s pretty calm, although it would be nice if Susan Bdukchkkcuaktrk would “present herself” sooner rather then later, it’s getting pretty scary listening to all the different ways the gate staff has tried to mangle the name.

Ahh well. An hour delay in the airport isn’t bad, although if you ever have the opportunity, don’t make the same mistake I did: When Harvey’s asks if you want fries, for the love of $DIETY, say no, it’s a trap! They’re only offering you fries because they’re desperate to get rid of ’em. I cannot stress this enough, they’re horrible.

On the plus side, I have free access to the Calgary airport hotspot as part of my EVDO service, so that’s a nice perk — I not only work from home, but I work at the coffee shop, the airport, and anywhere else that has EVDO or wifi.

I tucked Lori in my big suitcase so I could bring her with me since we don’t have the spare cash to book a seat, they’ve got all the suitcases out in the sun so at least she’ll be nice and warm for the wait.

Life is good.

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