As I mentioned yesterday, my trip home from a wonderful Thanksgiving was a bit of a mess.
Not surprisingly, the airline industry failed to deliver me to my destination in the same manner in which we had agreed upon when the ticket was purchased. It seems like any time I fly somewhere, my entire day is ruined by lots of horrible horrible things that stack up until all joy I had that day is crushed from my very being. In hindsight these terrible issues are usually just a bunch of tiny things that seem much much worse than they actually are because I'm stuck in an airport or a hotel.
On Sunday, however, I feel these grievances were legitimately catastrophic in nature.
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