Hate Flying

We were on 3 different planes to get to Montana.  It was easier and not much longer flying to Poland a few years back.  Each plane was late leaving and Chicago was miserable.  The plane we were to board in Chicago was very late arriving so we were assigned a gate in a different terminal.  After we were there for a while we were once again assigned a different gate.  This time back in the original terminal, but at the other end.

Combining the uncomfortable seats in all 3 planes with the musical gates in Chicago, the Bosses bad back became extremely angry.  We made arrangement for her to ride between gates in Denver, but by them the damage had been done.

Since I'm retiring in a year, the 'friendly skies' can kiss by old ass.