My flight from SJC was delayed by over an hour. No communication from
I retrieved my meal and ate. The sandwich was more suited for scouring a floor clean than for human consumption. However I was hungry.
Later, as I exited the security check point I overheard a conversation between a TSA employee and a family traveling to the
To cap off my day, there were no ground crew waiting for the arrival of my flight. We sat for about five minutes just yards away from the gate while staff scurried around looking for their high-tech orange glowing sticks with which to wave us forward the last few feet of our trip. Perhaps the arrival of a Boeing 737 was a big frackin' surprise to them. Little too large to miss I would venture to guess, but what do I know about the wonders of airport management? Perhaps they were busy enjoying scones and grandpa’s jam with TSA staff?