Flying high

April 5, 2007 at 6:35 am (brats, check-in service)

I hate airports. I really, really hate airports. It’s one of those places that just brings out the worst in people. Nagging kids, ratty faced tourists who don’t understand the concept of please and thank you, moms trying to placate their brats by spoiling them even more (hello, am I the only one who thinks this is a dumb thing to do?!) and surly airport staff who think they’re mini-gods there to provoke and infuriate you.
Fortunately there are airport staff who try to be helpful. They haul you out of your queue (we were moving up quite nicely thank you) to use the self check-in service because “it’s so much quicker ma’am”.
So there you go thinking how lucky you are to jump ahead of all the suckers in the queue only to get there, have the machine say you’re already checked in, and have the nice lady say tell you there seems to be a problem with the machine and you need to stand in the queue…


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