Being packed in like sardines with a random smattering of whoever else happens to sit next to me for the next X hours with stale air and no access to an exit after whatever worries one might have just had getting through security is enough of a reason for me to be on edge, at least.
I did a LOT of flying for work, at one point it was 2 flights a week for the entire year. I’m a well-seasoned flyer, nothing about it bothers me.
But I’ve seen the continual degradation of the treatment of us passengers. For example, less than a week after new regs against keeping people on planes longer than 2 hours, an airline routed a plane to Cheyenne, WY during a storm (rather than use fuel circling the airport) knowing it couldn’t take off from that runway. The plane sat on the tarmac for eight fucking hours before they got busses to them.
Being packed in like sardines with a random smattering of whoever else happens to sit next to me for the next X hours with stale air and no access to an exit after whatever worries one might have just had getting through security is enough of a reason for me to be on edge, at least.
Yea, fuck flying anymore.
I did a LOT of flying for work, at one point it was 2 flights a week for the entire year. I’m a well-seasoned flyer, nothing about it bothers me.
But I’ve seen the continual degradation of the treatment of us passengers. For example, less than a week after new regs against keeping people on planes longer than 2 hours, an airline routed a plane to Cheyenne, WY during a storm (rather than use fuel circling the airport) knowing it couldn’t take off from that runway. The plane sat on the tarmac for eight fucking hours before they got busses to them.
Cocksuckers.