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Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Random Airport Musings...

One good thing about traveling, I can always find a @*@*$??? type situation that makes one toss their hands up and go "HUH"

Last night, I flew from Orlando to JFK, JFK to Hartford. Seems pretty normal, right? The people I encountered, however, were quite "memorable".

For example - the airline steward who, on my Orlando to JFK leg said to the 12 people seated in the exit row, "Now, I have to inform you that you are in the exit row - it's FAA regulations. Do you understand what that means? You have to be able to help in a situation, not open the doors until we tell you, be over the age of 15 - you ARE all over the age of 15 and speak PERFECT ENGLISH. You do all speak perfect english, right or do any of you have english as your second language? IF you do not speak perfect english, I'm going to have to ask you to move your seat". I sat there in shock going "What the HELL is Delta thinking????" Not to mention, the action for a lawsuit if they keep up that line of questioning. I speak perfect english and I found myself somewhat offended for those others that had to listen to Mr. Hand On His Hips and can't make a decent martini.

Another one was the guy on my left who kept KICKING his father's seat. The guy next to me had to be in his early 20s (but I thought he was about 4 mentally!). Also - to his mom, 20 lbs of stinky casserole is not a good idea to send with the boy. The cabin did not smell too pleasant. 3 hours of that, I've determined that casseroles are not travel-worthy. Thanks, but no thanks.

Now - in JFK, I had one Delta rep who was more interested in getting passengers' phone numbers for his cell rather than do his job. His co-worker/conspirator was checking out the male population for the same reason. They both forgot to tell the Hartford passengers that the plane gate was changed. DOH! That might help, ya think...

At the new gate, they were boarding 3 planes. Pretty much it was you were either going to Boston, Rochester or Hartford - pick one. When we boarded the plane, the stewardess started out with the wrong flight number, and kept saying the wrong numbers to where a businessman called out "Screw the flight number, just make sure we go to Hartford, OKAY??"

Then we got stuck on the runway for 30 minutes.. we were the 20th plane in line. DOH! So the stewardess on this small tiny puddlejumper tells us "You can use your cell phones to tell people of the delay but make it quick. If I tell you to shut that phone off, you have to shut it off - immediately". She was patrolling those aisles like a mad wench - I thought for sure that we were going to airport jail if we didn't conform to her "do it or else" rules.

Ahhh.. but Hartford isn't spared either - news to Bradley Airport - please update your baggage claim computers. It's not that hard. Don't tell me that the bags are from Orlando and Boston when they are all from Ohio and JFK? DOH!!! It's a few letters on a computer - would it strain you all that much?

There were more that I'm sure that I forgot, but I'm sure that I'll encounter more on the ride home. This time, I'm taking notes *LOL*
Posted by Lys :: 10:01 AM :: 1 comments

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