Once in Chicago I learned that my flight to Philly was cancelled, which was annoying. I called the airline, they put me on a later plane, I asked what they would do for me as a result of the inconvenience, and they gave me a $250 voucher for my next flight (I didn't even make that big a stink...everyone should try even a bit of irked-ness in their voice and see what they can get). The fact remained, I had four hours to kill, so I went to the terminal Chili's and ordered a ridiculously expensive Budweiser and an incredibly underwhelming chicken sandwich.
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