Stranded in Texas

Due to bad weather, I am stuck in the Convict Execution capital of the U.S.  When I arrived, I was told that the flight was being held for me.  Upon arriving at the appropriate gate, I saw the airplane with the passenger loading dock still attached to the plane.  I asked the extremely rude and uneducated person working the gate if I could board; she to me the flight had already left.  I told her to take a gander outside, and she told me they had already sold my seat to someone on standby.  Fuckers.  I just LOVE every single time I return to the states and encounter the most excellent customer service and extremely friendly attitudes of many of the assholes I tend to encounter.

I think I would have made the flight if the fuck working the xray machine was actually doing his job.  He stopped the belt even after my bag already passed his half-ass inspection process.  I began coaching him by gesturing with my hands and saying, "come on…come to papa…bring it through…you can do it…"  LOL!  He gave me a nasty look, and I told him I only had a couple of minutes to make my flight; his response?  "That’s not my problem."  I really wish I would have taken the other flight and avoided the States.   Compared to other countries I visit, attitudes here in comparison are pretty much shit.  I know there are loads of nice and friendly Americans, I just never seem to interact with any of them.  It’s no wonder Americans are loathed by so many other citizens from other countries.  As I wrote before, I actually lie and say I’m from Canada when I’m traveling so that I will be treated nicely.  Pathetic. 

The good news is that I slept on the flight!