Sunday, April 16, 2006
US Scareways from Filthadelphia
As Chuck drive me back to the Philadelphia airport on Sunday, it became apparent that we had travelled in the wrong direction, thus placing me in jeopardy. After an emergency call to Matt Duncan for directions, we decided, there was a decent chance that I would not make my flight. Then, in an ephanic moment, I remembered that I was travelling via US Scareways from Filthadelphia! There was a very good chance that my flight would not leave on time. I quickly pressed the US Scareways speed dial button on my cell phone and learned that indeed, my flight was delayed. My flight was scheduled to depart at 5:00 P.M. and now the anticipated time of departure was 5:54. This was only the beginning.
After a speedy curbside check-in and an effortless pass through security, I checked the board. My flight was still late. I kept checking back to learn that my flight was to have many estimated times of departure: 5:54, 6:42, 6:54, 7:09, 7:14, and finally 7:24. Upon my return to Pittsburgh I waited close to half of an hour for my luggage in baggage claim, but at least my luggage made it.
To add insult to injury, I experienced countless encounters with rude Filthadelphia natives. One man kicked my luggage out of his way instead of giving me a moment to move it, the golf-cart drivers were out of control driving too fast and yelling and beeping at everyone in their path, another woman almost shoved me aside in a store to get back to a corner instead of saying, "Excuse me" and the women at the gate seemed irritated when I inquired as to the status of my flight.
It was a classic experience at the Philadelphia International Airport, and not remotely surprising. With Chuck flying in and out of Philly now, we can only anticipate other, probably more inconvenient horror stories.
They said my flight was delayed for maintenance from an earlier flight, however I have grown suspicious of this excuse. I get that reason for US Airways delays often. I think that really translates to mean that they are understaffed and I am on a flight with less people than other flights. My bet would be that too many people called off because it was a holiday, but it's just a guess.
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Man, I thought Philadelphia was the city of brotherly love.
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