Never Fly Delta

Once upon a time, I was going to visit my fiancee. When I arrived at the airport, the lady at the Delta counter told me that my flight had been delayed until 9:00 pm, but since that would make me miss my connecting flight in Atlanta she would put me on the 7:00 pm flight.

Now with my new abundance of time, I busied myself by looking at bridal magazines and eating a below average dinner at the deli place. The 7:00 pm flight became an 8:00 pm flight and then the 8:00 pm flight became an 8:30 pm flight. Finally, after trying to talk to 3 employees of Delta, I finally found one who would check to see if I would make my connector flight.

The connecting flight was scheduled to arrive in ATL at 10:52 pm and my flight to VA was supposed to take off at 11:00 pm. Because the Delta lady and I both thought that would most likely not work out, I decided to get my money back.

So, after about 3 hours of hanging out in the airport I walked away with a 3 dollar parking fee, a bad, over priced airport dinner in my stomach, and no flight to see my fiancee. Sad.