I have seen people get so flustered in airline terminals that they seem to experience a sort of panic attack. Frankly, as soon as I get to the parking lot at the airport, I'm already in a bad mood. Not good since I'm predicting the worse is going to happen. A typical trip for me is to stress at check-in, security, and boarding. Once the door closes, the plane pushes back, and we are off the ground, I finally get to relax in the comfort of my plush coach seat (little humor there, folks). I watch a movie on my laptop...unless of course the passenger in front of me reclines his seat all the way back. My stress level returns as we get to the gate and passengers in front of me take forever to gather their carry-ons together while I look at my watch to see how much time I have for my connection. Then there's baggage claim. So far, my bags have been delayed only three or four times. Not bad. I have never lost a bag (knock on wood). There are times these instances would drive me to drink, and I don't drink! But, I'm surprised there aren't more drunks on the planes these days.
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