Not long ago I traveled from Des Moines, Iowa to Wilmington, Delaware.
On my way to the dentist that morning for a routine cleaning I received a phone call that my flight was moved up. I changed my dentist appointment, zipped down to the airport, and was told my flight was now delayed by an hour.
The flight attendant accidentally spilled a Coke on me when we hit turbulence. Nice big stain on my dress shirt. The baby near me cried inconsolably most of the flight to Atlanta. The guy in front of me dropped his seat back all the way, leaving me almost no room to write in my notebook.
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