Or not... I mean, I know I shouldn't complain. Any time you leave one place and wind up in another safely, then that's a good thing. But after an annoying travel day, what else is there to do but rant in blogs? When I flew into NYC on Friday it took me about 2 hours to get from JFK to Manhattan. So I was expecting the same tonight. Alas, I was taking a different subway line, which got me there in about 45 minutes less. Instead of arriving at 7.30 for a 9.30 flight, I arrived at 6.45. No line to check in and not much at security. Still, no problem. I had a book (Eric Idle's Greedy Bastard Diary). I was even able to get a seat at the bar and enjoy an incredibly overpriced Bass Ale. It would've been a long evening but nothing worth complaining about. Except the 9.30 flight turned into a 10:something flight. I'm not exactly sure when we boarded the plane. Possibly it was around 10.30. It was definitely after 11 before we got in the air, because the Alternative had already started on VH1-Classics. So that's annoying enough. The fact that at no point did I hear anyone from JetBlue either explain why the flight was so delayed or apologize. Even an insincere boilerplate apology would have been better than just pretending nothing was wrong. And speaking of which, that was the final kick in the nads. We land at RDU and they can't get us off the plane (some problem finding trained seals to work the jetway or something) so we all have to stand there for another half-hour. One of the flight attendant's finally got on the PA to explain but I'm guessing his "oh well, snakes on a plane" tone of commisseration didn't go over any better with the people up at the front than it did with me cos that was the last word from anyone until they finally released us from captivity. When I was exiting I actually heard that same attendant say something like "tell me about it" to someone a few people ahead of me. It took all the restraint my tired ass could muster not to tell him about it when it was my turn to shuffle past. While I'm sure he was as exhausted as the rest of us, he seems to have overlooked an important distinction. Namely, he's at least getting paid to be there while the rest of us are paying for the privilege of getting home at 1.30 in the AM

(thanks. i feel much better now)