Classy

I'm at a national bridge tournament (San Francisco) - ergo blogging will be sporadic at best for the next 8 days.  When I saw this article today, however, I was reminded of my most recent Travels from Hell for almost four hours.  One passenger, quoted in the article about flying today, had this to say.

“I was just appalled,” Mr. Fesler said. “You pay $500 or $600 for a seat, and you expect it to be functional.” He said he has considered refusing to fly airlines with such poor service, but added that “if you did that with every airline that made you mad, you’d never get anywhere in this country.”

As any of my frequent readers know, I am a True Believer in the free market.  If the airlines can get away with squashing us into metal birds with little or no amenities - more power to 'em. 

I would, however, make one plea to the powers that be.  I can live without hot meals and movies; hell - I can do without my half ounce of pretzels and three gulps of Diet Coke for free.  Yet, when I am stuck in a miniscule amount of space for up to six hours at a time, it really would be lovely if the guy in front of me couldn't lower the back of his seat onto my lap.  My wealthy buddies in first class may have no concept of what I speak.  Trust me, though; little is as excruciating as not even hardly being able to read or use a laptop as some dirty piece of furniture is almost shoved into your neck and torso.

Yes, I realize no one at Northwest, United, American or any of the other major airlines is going to hear me.  Thanks for sitting through my classy rant; now - back to the bridge table!

Comments

[Bill]

I know well, Peg. Try that trip twice a week for years.

[Peg]

Ugh; no thanks, Bill!

You have my sympathies!