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| - Oh, Phoenix airport. Though you may not have me rising out of the ashes, you've talked me off the ledge. I'm not going to blame Southwest for my late departure or delayed flights. I should be at home already, but instead, I'm sitting here listening to CNN with a bunch of other exhausted flyers. We're all looking a little sedated now, instead of irate like we did 3 hours ago.
You have free wireless, plenty of bathrooms and your staff is actually nice. They wait (even though that's making ME wait too, but oh well.) They explain. They help. Who knew? Then again, it's Southwest I'm flying right now and not Satan's shuttle in the sky (aka US Airways).
It's 103 degrees outside right now, yet your lobby is comfortable. I may have some hives, allergies that won't go away and have been stranded away from the bf who is on another flight with his own issues, but I have calmed down in the last half hour I've sat here.
My only issue: why ya gotta close the snack stations so early? Sure, conveniently land me at the gate I'm supposed to take back off again from but it's also next to Pizza Hut, Nathan's and a BAR....all of which are closed before 10am.
I ask you, do you not get hangry past 9pm? Do you not get thirsty past 9pm? Do you not crave beer and weiners past 10pm?
Sigh. I don't think I'm making it back to work tomorrow.
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