I'm sitting in seat 1A on a regional jet headed to Columbus from the Windy City (yes, this is now the second flight of the day). We were delayed an hour before boarding, then we boarded.
The reason I mention my seat number is that it's right across from the door, the door that is wide open. It's now been over an hour and a half since we boarded, with the door wide open, and no idea of when we're pushing back.
It's -10 (or colder) and most, if not all the fuel trucks have frozen fuel. As you can imagine, frozen fuel doesn't transfer to the plane well. So the door's open, I'm freezing, there's one fuel truck in operation, and American Airlines still wants to charge me $7 for a blanket. But they'll give me a free sip of water for a dollar.
Fuckers. Oh wait, an update. We're allowed to use the bathroom!! And free booze, but we have to wait until we're in the air...
Cheers!
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