Stuck in Atlanta with You

I haven’t flown much this year but every time I have ventured back into the chaotic and disorganized world of air travel I’ve been messed up. Last week, in a short-notice attempt to get home to my bride I ended up sitting (on two flights) next to people that should have been in air cargo or at least checked baggage. I never knew you could spill out of a first class seat into mine but you can.

Today, en route back to South FLA, I’ve had an important client meeting canceled (again) because of flight delays in (where else?) Atlanta.

The last few years I flew a lot (easily 150K per year). This year I think Iv’e taken less than 10 legs total. But my percentage of screwups is nearing 100% (no kidding). No wonder I don’t miss it!