And they all happened in one day.
Let me start off with a little back story so this makes more sense. For the past month and a half I’ve been in Texas because I needed to get surgery on my knee. This is already pretty sucky because this is my second time getting this surgery and it isn’t cheap. Not to mention I now have to wear this huge cumbersome brace that screams cripple to every one who sees me. So this is how my airport experience for the trip back home starts.
1. Not a single Airline is reliable.
-Because I am currently a cripple, United was supposed to have someone waiting for me at my connecting flight so that I wouldn’t have to walk so far and wouldn’t miss my flight. Like that actually happened.
2. Airports are gigantic and confusing.
-Since no one was there to pick me up I had to limp what felt like a mile to my next flight until some nice soul found me and gave me a lift on the cart to my next flight (found out later he was the one who was supposed to be waiting for me but he took a cigarette break.
3. Most of the flight assistants (the ones you meet before you actually get on the plane) are not understanding.
-Once I did finally make it to my connecting flight, they told me it was too late to board the plane. After glaring at her and pointing to my leg she stated, “That isn’t my problem honey.” How unfortunate.
4. Airlines have a tendency to schedule flights that are almost impossible to make.
-Not only do I have a crippled leg to account for things taking longer, they scheduled my first flight to land and my connecting flight to leave ten minutes later. I don’t know if any of you readers have ever been to the Houston airport, but thats almost impossible. Even for a person with to properly working legs.
5. When shit does hit the fan, they aren’t very organized when needed to fix it.
-Missed my flight, then on top of everything else, lost my phone. When to customer service and told them that the last time I had it, I was riding on the cart to my flight. It took them an hour to track down the man who was driving it and another half hour to find the phone. Lucky for me, my backup flight they put me on wasn’t boarding for another hour.
All in all, not a very satisfying day. However, what I can say about the whole thing, is that besides that one lady, the people at the customer service desk were very nice and accommodating. I don’t always approve of how intense technology is getting but just this one time I’ll say praise iPhones. With the ladies at customer service, and my father using the “find my iPhone” service, we were able to track it down and wanna know where it was hiding? It had fallen in between the batteries, under the seat, of the cart that had picked me up. Any other phone and it would have been gone for good.
Bonus: They gave me a voucher for a food vendor in the airport and I got myself some Butter Pecan ice cream in a waffle cone. That almost made up for all of it.
Have any of you ever had a bad airport experience? Leave a comment, I’d like to hear it. 🙂