Yesterday, my flight was delayed four times, and was four hours late. Or as they like to call it at United: “Thursday”.
Every time one of their flights is delayed (let’s face it: every flight is delayed), the flight attendants tell me they don’t get advance warning either. I’m glad I got up at 5:30 a.m., brought Ricky to the kennel, parked my car and got a text on the shuttle to the airport that I would have lots and lots of time to kill.
United, you will absolutely go out of business. And JetBlue, I’ll never be inside someone else ever again. I promise.
