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		<title>By: Rebecca, Philadelphia, PA</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rebecca, Philadelphia, PA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 19:11:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remembered another one, this time a good one.  

December 23. Departing Philadelphia, connecting in Cincinnati, final destination Nashville. Thanks to surprisingly prompt security, I&#039;m in the terminal about three hours early. But between the monitors, the announcements, the little boards at the gates, and the general fury in the air, I have no idea what&#039;s going on, where my gate is, or what&#039;s up with my flight. I decided to just walk up to the least busy gate and ask. 

As soon as I walked up, the guy just looked up and said &quot;Let me see your boarding pass.&quot; I handed it over. The guy looked at it and said &quot;Right now your plane is four hours late. [pointing to another gate] That plane&#039;s going to Cincy. If you don&#039;t get on that plane, you&#039;re not getting home for Christmas.&quot; Admittedly dumbfounded, I just said &quot;okay.&quot; He printed out new boarding passes, stuck them in my hand and said &quot;Go!&quot; and I ran over and got on the flight.

The guy turned out to be absolutely right -- less than an hour after the new flight left, PHL shut down until the middle of the next day. With weather delays all over the place, I probably wouldn&#039;t have got home for at least another day. (Cincinnati was its own adventure, what with the fire, and having to walk across the tarmac in the wind and cold to my plane, but I digress.) That gate agent pretty well saved Christmas for me and my family. I wrote down his name (I don&#039;t remember it now) and as soon as I got home I wrote an e-mail to the airline&#039;s customer service to sing his praises. I never got a reply... I hope he didn&#039;t get fired for it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remembered another one, this time a good one.  </p>
<p>December 23. Departing Philadelphia, connecting in Cincinnati, final destination Nashville. Thanks to surprisingly prompt security, I&#8217;m in the terminal about three hours early. But between the monitors, the announcements, the little boards at the gates, and the general fury in the air, I have no idea what&#8217;s going on, where my gate is, or what&#8217;s up with my flight. I decided to just walk up to the least busy gate and ask. </p>
<p>As soon as I walked up, the guy just looked up and said &#8220;Let me see your boarding pass.&#8221; I handed it over. The guy looked at it and said &#8220;Right now your plane is four hours late. [pointing to another gate] That plane&#8217;s going to Cincy. If you don&#8217;t get on that plane, you&#8217;re not getting home for Christmas.&#8221; Admittedly dumbfounded, I just said &#8220;okay.&#8221; He printed out new boarding passes, stuck them in my hand and said &#8220;Go!&#8221; and I ran over and got on the flight.</p>
<p>The guy turned out to be absolutely right &#8212; less than an hour after the new flight left, PHL shut down until the middle of the next day. With weather delays all over the place, I probably wouldn&#8217;t have got home for at least another day. (Cincinnati was its own adventure, what with the fire, and having to walk across the tarmac in the wind and cold to my plane, but I digress.) That gate agent pretty well saved Christmas for me and my family. I wrote down his name (I don&#8217;t remember it now) and as soon as I got home I wrote an e-mail to the airline&#8217;s customer service to sing his praises. I never got a reply&#8230; I hope he didn&#8217;t get fired for it.</p>
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		<title>By: Rebecca, Philadelphia, PA</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rebecca, Philadelphia, PA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 18:30:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s not always the airlines that make traveling nasty... Once I was on a packed Southwest Airlines flight (no assigned seats, people get on the plane by the order in which they check in). Just after the last few passengers settled into their seats, two more literally ran on board, looking like they&#039;d had to run the length of the airport -- a woman and her young son, maybe 8 or 9 years old. Naturally, there weren&#039;t two seats together anywhere, and maybe three or four empty seats on the whole plane. A stewardess started politely asking people if they&#039;d be willing to move so the two could sit together. A few people declined, but then one guy loudly yelled &quot;NO,&quot; then glared at the mom and kid and pointedly said &quot;Life&#039;s tough!&quot;

Immediately, a few people jumped up and rearranged so that the mom and son could sit together. Then everyone spent the rest of the flight punctuating their conversations with &quot;Well, life&#039;s tough!&quot; followed by hearty laughter. The rude guy came off the plane looking like he was gonna cry.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s not always the airlines that make traveling nasty&#8230; Once I was on a packed Southwest Airlines flight (no assigned seats, people get on the plane by the order in which they check in). Just after the last few passengers settled into their seats, two more literally ran on board, looking like they&#8217;d had to run the length of the airport &#8212; a woman and her young son, maybe 8 or 9 years old. Naturally, there weren&#8217;t two seats together anywhere, and maybe three or four empty seats on the whole plane. A stewardess started politely asking people if they&#8217;d be willing to move so the two could sit together. A few people declined, but then one guy loudly yelled &#8220;NO,&#8221; then glared at the mom and kid and pointedly said &#8220;Life&#8217;s tough!&#8221;</p>
<p>Immediately, a few people jumped up and rearranged so that the mom and son could sit together. Then everyone spent the rest of the flight punctuating their conversations with &#8220;Well, life&#8217;s tough!&#8221; followed by hearty laughter. The rude guy came off the plane looking like he was gonna cry.</p>
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		<title>By: Jeff, Raleigh, NC</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jeff, Raleigh, NC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 20:01:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>On a 1hr 45 min Northwest flight from Detroit to Raleigh we made it to within 25 min of landing when they announced that we had to return to Detroit as the &quot;weather radar&quot; was not functioning and there were thunderstorms somehwere up ahead. They had decided to leave Detroit knowing the radar was out betting on the odds they wouldn&#039;t need it. After returning to Detroit it was a 4 hour wait(midnight) until they had a plane for us. Oh, we got a $5 meal voucher for the discomfort.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On a 1hr 45 min Northwest flight from Detroit to Raleigh we made it to within 25 min of landing when they announced that we had to return to Detroit as the &#8220;weather radar&#8221; was not functioning and there were thunderstorms somehwere up ahead. They had decided to leave Detroit knowing the radar was out betting on the odds they wouldn&#8217;t need it. After returning to Detroit it was a 4 hour wait(midnight) until they had a plane for us. Oh, we got a $5 meal voucher for the discomfort.</p>
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		<title>By: Andrew, Omaha, NE</title>
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		<dc:creator>Andrew, Omaha, NE</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 18:08:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My &quot;favorite&quot; flight...
In 2006, I was returning to Omaha from Las Vegas with my parents and younger brother. I was a relatively inexperienced (and slightly nervous) flier at that time, but I recall the experience at the Vegas airport, including the departure, as being rather painless. All was right in the universe.

However, about 30 minutes outside of Denver-where we were to change planes-the pilot informs us of a snow storm which has blanketed Denver Int&#039;l (the old one). Visibility was ten feet, or some unholy measurement, and the crew had taken care to arrange an alternate landing site (in Cheyenne, if I recall) so as to avoid ending our trip in a large fireball.

As many passengers began the obligatory cursing and moaning under their breaths as a result of this certain kink in their travel plans, the pilot quite enthusiastically announced that we would not be diverting to our alternate airport. In fact, in his own words, this professional hitman--excuse me--pilot, tells us:  &quot;Folks, we&#039;re going to go ahead and give it a shot and try to land in Denver.&quot;

Read it again. &quot;Give it a shot&quot; and &quot;TRY TO LAND&quot; I swear he said it, and the collective gasp that arose from the cabin gave this self-professed nervous flier nothing but utter confidence that I would not live to see the Cubs win another World Series... ok, bad example, but you get my point.

That 20 minute approach was easily the most horrifying experience of my life to this day. My kid brother (a much more nervous flier than I have ever been) made it quite clear to everyone in the cabin that &#039;we are all going to die&#039;. That went a long way in calming down my mother who was already a complete wreck.

Obviously, we made in one piece. Lucky for us, we had the extreme pleasure of hopping right onto another plane to take off right through the heart of the same storm.

I&#039;m proud to say that I&#039;ve overcome my &quot;issues&quot; with air travel. In fact, I fly two or three times per month these days, but it was eight years before I got on another plane after that trip.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My &#8220;favorite&#8221; flight&#8230;<br />
In 2006, I was returning to Omaha from Las Vegas with my parents and younger brother. I was a relatively inexperienced (and slightly nervous) flier at that time, but I recall the experience at the Vegas airport, including the departure, as being rather painless. All was right in the universe.</p>
<p>However, about 30 minutes outside of Denver-where we were to change planes-the pilot informs us of a snow storm which has blanketed Denver Int&#8217;l (the old one). Visibility was ten feet, or some unholy measurement, and the crew had taken care to arrange an alternate landing site (in Cheyenne, if I recall) so as to avoid ending our trip in a large fireball.</p>
<p>As many passengers began the obligatory cursing and moaning under their breaths as a result of this certain kink in their travel plans, the pilot quite enthusiastically announced that we would not be diverting to our alternate airport. In fact, in his own words, this professional hitman&#8211;excuse me&#8211;pilot, tells us:  &#8220;Folks, we&#8217;re going to go ahead and give it a shot and try to land in Denver.&#8221;</p>
<p>Read it again. &#8220;Give it a shot&#8221; and &#8220;TRY TO LAND&#8221; I swear he said it, and the collective gasp that arose from the cabin gave this self-professed nervous flier nothing but utter confidence that I would not live to see the Cubs win another World Series&#8230; ok, bad example, but you get my point.</p>
<p>That 20 minute approach was easily the most horrifying experience of my life to this day. My kid brother (a much more nervous flier than I have ever been) made it quite clear to everyone in the cabin that &#8216;we are all going to die&#8217;. That went a long way in calming down my mother who was already a complete wreck.</p>
<p>Obviously, we made in one piece. Lucky for us, we had the extreme pleasure of hopping right onto another plane to take off right through the heart of the same storm.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m proud to say that I&#8217;ve overcome my &#8220;issues&#8221; with air travel. In fact, I fly two or three times per month these days, but it was eight years before I got on another plane after that trip.</p>
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		<title>By: Lisa, Michiga</title>
		<link>http://stanleybing.blogs.fortune.cnn.com/2007/07/27/message-from-the-flight-deck/#comment-1067</link>
		<dc:creator>Lisa, Michiga</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 03:20:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Two weeks ago-Dallas to Detroit.  Arrive at gate to be informed that the airport is completely shut down due to weather.  Told that *if* we were to leave, it would not be earlier than 830pm (flight scheduled for 630pm).

Flight back on....leaving sometime between 830-9pm (waiting for plane to arrive from Detroit which was delayed due to the weather in Dallas).

Went to discuss situation with flight attendant.  Explained that by the time we were scheduled for take off, my connecting flight (the last one for the day) would have already left and I would most certainly be stranded in Detroit.  Requested to stay in Dallas with friends.  I was informed that staying wasn&#039;t an option-the airline had to get me &quot;as far as they (could)&quot;.  

Board plane, arrive after midnight in Detroit.  Make plans to shuffle to airport and find needed luggage.  Arrive at hotel around 2am. (note, hotel was Best Western, had I stayed in Dallas, I would have been staying at a Westin!).  Wake up call for 6am so that I could make my flight (offered to take later flight, but again policy is apparently to get you on the earliest flight-even if you have less than 3 hours of sleep!)..

Definitely not the first problem and most assuredly no the last!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Two weeks ago-Dallas to Detroit.  Arrive at gate to be informed that the airport is completely shut down due to weather.  Told that *if* we were to leave, it would not be earlier than 830pm (flight scheduled for 630pm).</p>
<p>Flight back on&#8230;.leaving sometime between 830-9pm (waiting for plane to arrive from Detroit which was delayed due to the weather in Dallas).</p>
<p>Went to discuss situation with flight attendant.  Explained that by the time we were scheduled for take off, my connecting flight (the last one for the day) would have already left and I would most certainly be stranded in Detroit.  Requested to stay in Dallas with friends.  I was informed that staying wasn&#8217;t an option-the airline had to get me &#8220;as far as they (could)&#8221;.  </p>
<p>Board plane, arrive after midnight in Detroit.  Make plans to shuffle to airport and find needed luggage.  Arrive at hotel around 2am. (note, hotel was Best Western, had I stayed in Dallas, I would have been staying at a Westin!).  Wake up call for 6am so that I could make my flight (offered to take later flight, but again policy is apparently to get you on the earliest flight-even if you have less than 3 hours of sleep!)..</p>
<p>Definitely not the first problem and most assuredly no the last!</p>
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		<title>By: Geoff, Los Angeles, CA</title>
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		<dc:creator>Geoff, Los Angeles, CA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 23:56:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A good story:

Several years ago I was flying to see my girlfriend and was going to ask her to marry me that weekend.  My flight was cancelled and the next flight was quite full.  We had dinner reservations that night where I was going to pop the question.

I had asked the gate attendant as nicely as I could about ten times over an hour what she thought my chances were of getting on the flight.  By about time number seven I could see she was getting exasperated as I approached the counter.  Finally, about the tenth time, so said through clenched teeth &quot;What is so important about making this flight!&quot;

Without saying a word I reached into my pocket and pulled out the box with the engagement ring, opened it, and showed it to the gate agent.  Her eyes were the size of salad plates.  &quot;Oh my God!&quot; she said and then in front of my eyes began bumping everyone ahead of me off the standby list.  I was the first name called, made the flight, and got engaged that night.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A good story:</p>
<p>Several years ago I was flying to see my girlfriend and was going to ask her to marry me that weekend.  My flight was cancelled and the next flight was quite full.  We had dinner reservations that night where I was going to pop the question.</p>
<p>I had asked the gate attendant as nicely as I could about ten times over an hour what she thought my chances were of getting on the flight.  By about time number seven I could see she was getting exasperated as I approached the counter.  Finally, about the tenth time, so said through clenched teeth &#8220;What is so important about making this flight!&#8221;</p>
<p>Without saying a word I reached into my pocket and pulled out the box with the engagement ring, opened it, and showed it to the gate agent.  Her eyes were the size of salad plates.  &#8220;Oh my God!&#8221; she said and then in front of my eyes began bumping everyone ahead of me off the standby list.  I was the first name called, made the flight, and got engaged that night.</p>
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		<title>By: Carl, Laredo, TX</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carl, Laredo, TX</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 13:37:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You know it will be a squeeze when you are in the middle seat and the passengers on both sides of you request seat belt extensions.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know it will be a squeeze when you are in the middle seat and the passengers on both sides of you request seat belt extensions.</p>
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		<title>By: Scott B., Houston TX</title>
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		<dc:creator>Scott B., Houston TX</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 15:58:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have decided that once you cross the boundary to enter the airport you have entered the area where common sense is no longer allowed.

Keep this in mind and all the rest makes sense.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have decided that once you cross the boundary to enter the airport you have entered the area where common sense is no longer allowed.</p>
<p>Keep this in mind and all the rest makes sense.</p>
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		<title>By: Leslie Boston, MA</title>
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		<dc:creator>Leslie Boston, MA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 15:41:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The horror story to end all horror stories has stayed with me for over 10 years.  I was 14-years-old flying back from visiting my father in Bolivia where he was an ex-pat.  He saw me through customs and waited until it said my (American Airlines) flight was boarding and then left the airport.  
We boarded alright, and then sat on the plane for an hour before we de-planed and sat in the airport for another 2.5 hours.  No one would explain what was happening and several passengers were escorted from the waiting room and didn&#039;t return.  
We left Santa Cruz 4 hours late; however we did managed to make up about half an hour in the air.  
We made it to Miami more than 3 hours late, where we still had to go through a rigorous customs.  By that time in my life, I&#039;d traveled throughout  Europe and Africa and knew that something was amiss, but still no one told the passengers what was happening.
I made it to check-in about twenty minutes before my flight was scheduled to board (and in the late &#039;90s, this wasn&#039;t as big of a deal as it is now obviously), only to be told that my flight had already left and there were no more flights to Houston for the evening.  The American attendant looked at me (very obviously a young teenager) and said that I would have to find accommodations for the night, and that the airline could give me no assistance. As she&#039;s providing zero help, another American employee walks behind her and asks why she&#039;s said that since it states very clearly that the flight has been delayed for weather.  
I made it to the flight (and sat on the runway for an hour) and made it home to Houston, only to find out that the original flight from Bolivia had been delayed due to American Airlines EMPLOYEES involved in some kind of smuggling.  
It wasn&#039;t one thing or another that made the trip so horrible, but it was American&#039;s inability to update their passengers on ANYTHING.  As well as telling a 14 year old that she needs to venture out into Miami in the dead of night to find a hotel. It&#039;s safe to say, my family and I haven&#039;t flown American since.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The horror story to end all horror stories has stayed with me for over 10 years.  I was 14-years-old flying back from visiting my father in Bolivia where he was an ex-pat.  He saw me through customs and waited until it said my (American Airlines) flight was boarding and then left the airport.<br />
We boarded alright, and then sat on the plane for an hour before we de-planed and sat in the airport for another 2.5 hours.  No one would explain what was happening and several passengers were escorted from the waiting room and didn&#8217;t return.<br />
We left Santa Cruz 4 hours late; however we did managed to make up about half an hour in the air.<br />
We made it to Miami more than 3 hours late, where we still had to go through a rigorous customs.  By that time in my life, I&#8217;d traveled throughout  Europe and Africa and knew that something was amiss, but still no one told the passengers what was happening.<br />
I made it to check-in about twenty minutes before my flight was scheduled to board (and in the late &#8217;90s, this wasn&#8217;t as big of a deal as it is now obviously), only to be told that my flight had already left and there were no more flights to Houston for the evening.  The American attendant looked at me (very obviously a young teenager) and said that I would have to find accommodations for the night, and that the airline could give me no assistance. As she&#8217;s providing zero help, another American employee walks behind her and asks why she&#8217;s said that since it states very clearly that the flight has been delayed for weather.<br />
I made it to the flight (and sat on the runway for an hour) and made it home to Houston, only to find out that the original flight from Bolivia had been delayed due to American Airlines EMPLOYEES involved in some kind of smuggling.<br />
It wasn&#8217;t one thing or another that made the trip so horrible, but it was American&#8217;s inability to update their passengers on ANYTHING.  As well as telling a 14 year old that she needs to venture out into Miami in the dead of night to find a hotel. It&#8217;s safe to say, my family and I haven&#8217;t flown American since.</p>
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		<title>By: thebingblog</title>
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		<dc:creator>thebingblog</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 04:07:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I want to thank all of you for writing, most notably Chris, who has experience as a professional pilot. I would encourage not only passengers but also people like Chris, who work for the airlines and know the score, to join him. Also flight attendants, who can tell us a lot from their perspective, particularly how horrible we who fly can be.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I want to thank all of you for writing, most notably Chris, who has experience as a professional pilot. I would encourage not only passengers but also people like Chris, who work for the airlines and know the score, to join him. Also flight attendants, who can tell us a lot from their perspective, particularly how horrible we who fly can be.</p>
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		<title>By: Chris Miami, FL</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chris Miami, FL</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 00:17:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My worst flight? As a professional airline pilot - it&#039;s a gestalt of incidents. 

During 5 years flying in the Navy - shut down 10 during a 3-year tour. Being cleared for take-off as we discovered all 4 engines leaking oil (they for got to put the caps back on). Taking off with a minor paperwork error that put us 10,000 pounds over max weight - mislabeled destroyer gearbox. Losing all electronics and navigational instruments with fog over the entire Iberian peninsula and landing visually under a 200&#039; ceiling. Numerous flight students landing simulated single engine at night for the first time.

During 15 years as a commercial pilot for a major airline - taking a 30% pay cut leaving the military to fly for a major airline. Losing hydraulic systems twice. Having a mechanic ask me if I &quot;really&quot; wanted to write that engine stall up in the log book. Losing an engine over the North Atlantic. Diverting off the tracks for an ill passenger who forgot his epilepsy medicine. Over flying our international destination due to an ice storm, sitting on the plane for 16+ hours and having a passenger storm into the cockpit demanding if we knew how long they had been on board the plane - then taking off again to get him/them to their destination. Dodging thunderstorms while explaining to an ATC controller that I won&#039;t take a vector through one for his traffic flow pattern. Flying over Africa/South America in the middle of the night, non-radar/radio contact. Taking a 50% paycut and losing my retirement while a former CEO and his cronies pocket tens of millions in retirement and bonuses. Having a passenger tell that it&#039;s Ok because I must still love what I do ... I still do but that doesn&#039;t mean I like doing it for 50% less. 

Look, the old saw - &quot;you get what you pay for&quot; applies to the airlines too. Many &quot;over-qualified&quot; pilots are leaving the industry. The incoming replacements have minimal experience and qualifications. At some point the limited experience level and the demands of the cockpit will intersect and people are going to get hurt. I hope on that day the pilots in the cockpit are the &quot;over-paid&quot; and &quot;over-qualified&quot; ones I have always read about instead of the minimum wage wonders the airlines want to hire at bottom of the barrel wages.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My worst flight? As a professional airline pilot &#8211; it&#8217;s a gestalt of incidents. </p>
<p>During 5 years flying in the Navy &#8211; shut down 10 during a 3-year tour. Being cleared for take-off as we discovered all 4 engines leaking oil (they for got to put the caps back on). Taking off with a minor paperwork error that put us 10,000 pounds over max weight &#8211; mislabeled destroyer gearbox. Losing all electronics and navigational instruments with fog over the entire Iberian peninsula and landing visually under a 200&#8242; ceiling. Numerous flight students landing simulated single engine at night for the first time.</p>
<p>During 15 years as a commercial pilot for a major airline &#8211; taking a 30% pay cut leaving the military to fly for a major airline. Losing hydraulic systems twice. Having a mechanic ask me if I &#8220;really&#8221; wanted to write that engine stall up in the log book. Losing an engine over the North Atlantic. Diverting off the tracks for an ill passenger who forgot his epilepsy medicine. Over flying our international destination due to an ice storm, sitting on the plane for 16+ hours and having a passenger storm into the cockpit demanding if we knew how long they had been on board the plane &#8211; then taking off again to get him/them to their destination. Dodging thunderstorms while explaining to an ATC controller that I won&#8217;t take a vector through one for his traffic flow pattern. Flying over Africa/South America in the middle of the night, non-radar/radio contact. Taking a 50% paycut and losing my retirement while a former CEO and his cronies pocket tens of millions in retirement and bonuses. Having a passenger tell that it&#8217;s Ok because I must still love what I do &#8230; I still do but that doesn&#8217;t mean I like doing it for 50% less. </p>
<p>Look, the old saw &#8211; &#8220;you get what you pay for&#8221; applies to the airlines too. Many &#8220;over-qualified&#8221; pilots are leaving the industry. The incoming replacements have minimal experience and qualifications. At some point the limited experience level and the demands of the cockpit will intersect and people are going to get hurt. I hope on that day the pilots in the cockpit are the &#8220;over-paid&#8221; and &#8220;over-qualified&#8221; ones I have always read about instead of the minimum wage wonders the airlines want to hire at bottom of the barrel wages.</p>
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		<title>By: Mark Herschberg, New York, NY</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mark Herschberg, New York, NY</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 17:12:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m writing this as I sit on hold with United.  They canceled my flight (and all flights) to NYC Friday night. The guaranteed seat I could get the next day would have brought me home Saturday evening--somewhat pointless since I was flying back to Chicago Sunday afternoon (I consult and fly to Chicago every week).

I had already booked my flight for this week, but will miss the flight from LGA to ORD since I&#039;m already in Chicago.  In order to rebook my flight back to NYC (the originally booking will  be canceled when I don&#039;t board the outbound flight) they want to charge me $100 change fee.

Under what logic is it better for them to try to rebook me on crowded flights (when thousands of others are in the same predicament) than to simply let me skip two flights and call it a wash?  Why discourage this behavior by charging a %100 penalty?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m writing this as I sit on hold with United.  They canceled my flight (and all flights) to NYC Friday night. The guaranteed seat I could get the next day would have brought me home Saturday evening&#8211;somewhat pointless since I was flying back to Chicago Sunday afternoon (I consult and fly to Chicago every week).</p>
<p>I had already booked my flight for this week, but will miss the flight from LGA to ORD since I&#8217;m already in Chicago.  In order to rebook my flight back to NYC (the originally booking will  be canceled when I don&#8217;t board the outbound flight) they want to charge me $100 change fee.</p>
<p>Under what logic is it better for them to try to rebook me on crowded flights (when thousands of others are in the same predicament) than to simply let me skip two flights and call it a wash?  Why discourage this behavior by charging a %100 penalty?</p>
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		<title>By: Ravi, Fairfax, VA</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ravi, Fairfax, VA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 17:00:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Recently I traveled by British Airways (BA) very first time and had an interesting experience which left me wondering how BA is surviving in the tough competitive airline industry. May be there are lot of first timers like me who may be choosing BA.

I had my return connecting flight reservation from London Heathrow to Washington Dulles 2 weeks ago. The Virgin Atlantic Airline arrived late by 13 minutes from India which compressed my total connecting time to 1 hr 32 minutes from the time it landed at the London airport and the time BA flight takes off. Now anyone who has international travel experience knows how much time it takes to get out of the plane, walk thru long airport terminals, transfer to another terminal by bus that too in London and pass through painful long security checks imposed particularly in UK and US who has the most ongoing fear of terrorism. If you are traveling with kids and have to undergo this process after 8 hours of a long flight, it’s a real challenge. My kids cooperated so well that we reached BA checkin counter in 30 minutes but we were 5 minutes late from the British Air’s 50 minute guideline. The BA check-in clerk flatly refused check-in and allocated our precious 4 seats to passengers in waiting and indicated that flight was full (Ironically, next BA flight took off 1 hour late without any announcements for delays and check in continued beyond 50 minute guidelines but I guess, that didn’t matter). I was amazed with the cold response with no empathy that if a passenger is already in-flight that passenger would require to be on the connecting flight and 5 minutes delay should not be a hard stop particularly when airlines delay their flights frequently due to various reasons. BA tried to pass blame to Virgin Atlantic that they should have escorted us to the BA terminal knowing compressed connecting time or we should have moved faster. Virgin Atlantic tried to defend and made their 1 hr 30 minute policy is sufficient for any passenger to catch a connecting flight. If their flight would have been delayed by another 5 minutes, they were ok paying for the lodging even if we were the last passenger to get out of the plane. Clearly this is a flawed policy. Ultimately both airlines refused their responsibility to pay for hotel lodging/meals, transportation. Virgin Atlantic was more reconciliatory and ready to accommodate on their first flight next day, if BA agrees to issue a voucher to pay to Virgin Atlantic. BA initially refused to consider our request for their first flight next day but then agreed to counter Virgin Airline’s offer.  In the whole process, we spent over 3 hours moving from one terminal to another since Virgin and British airlines are not on the same terminal. Ultimately we spent a night at Heathrow Airport with kids without any assistance from both airlines.

Next day we contacted several times BA checkin to ensure that our special meals and luggage is loaded. Promises were made that it’s automatically taken care of but we found that they didn’t load special meal for both kids and our luggage was also not loaded despite our best efforts. In the flight, I was told to contact baggage dept at Washington Dulles which was found to be closed. Many attempts to get help from British Airline staff or pager announcement failed. British Airline’s First Class Check-in clerk touted her responsibility to deal with First Class passengers only and had nothing to do with baggage dept. After waiting for 2 hours after 8 hour flight and a night spent at LHR airport due to 5 minute delay with 2 children, baggage clerk finally came in a nice happy mood even though there were several upset passengers in waiting. She said luggage will be delivered next day early morning; however, luggage was delivered in 3 different visits throughout the day with delivery man not knowing anything about other luggage pieces. A good example of grossly disorganized baggage handling process!

On our flight from Washington Dulles to London Heathrow, we had a similar experience.  This flight was significantly delayed due to Hydraulic issues and BA agents gave so many different versions of the issue and flight arrangements that many passengers lost their mind and it turned into a chaos at the airport. Passengers had to recollect their luggage and pay for the porter/transportation. When BA put passengers in a hotel, they refused to pay for food for kids even though they charge the full airfare for kids over 12 years.

This whole experience exposed the British Airline’s poor quality of service, indifference to passenger concerns, unfriendly treatment towards kids, and mismanaged operations with staff not prepared to deal with unanticipated events.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Recently I traveled by British Airways (BA) very first time and had an interesting experience which left me wondering how BA is surviving in the tough competitive airline industry. May be there are lot of first timers like me who may be choosing BA.</p>
<p>I had my return connecting flight reservation from London Heathrow to Washington Dulles 2 weeks ago. The Virgin Atlantic Airline arrived late by 13 minutes from India which compressed my total connecting time to 1 hr 32 minutes from the time it landed at the London airport and the time BA flight takes off. Now anyone who has international travel experience knows how much time it takes to get out of the plane, walk thru long airport terminals, transfer to another terminal by bus that too in London and pass through painful long security checks imposed particularly in UK and US who has the most ongoing fear of terrorism. If you are traveling with kids and have to undergo this process after 8 hours of a long flight, it’s a real challenge. My kids cooperated so well that we reached BA checkin counter in 30 minutes but we were 5 minutes late from the British Air’s 50 minute guideline. The BA check-in clerk flatly refused check-in and allocated our precious 4 seats to passengers in waiting and indicated that flight was full (Ironically, next BA flight took off 1 hour late without any announcements for delays and check in continued beyond 50 minute guidelines but I guess, that didn’t matter). I was amazed with the cold response with no empathy that if a passenger is already in-flight that passenger would require to be on the connecting flight and 5 minutes delay should not be a hard stop particularly when airlines delay their flights frequently due to various reasons. BA tried to pass blame to Virgin Atlantic that they should have escorted us to the BA terminal knowing compressed connecting time or we should have moved faster. Virgin Atlantic tried to defend and made their 1 hr 30 minute policy is sufficient for any passenger to catch a connecting flight. If their flight would have been delayed by another 5 minutes, they were ok paying for the lodging even if we were the last passenger to get out of the plane. Clearly this is a flawed policy. Ultimately both airlines refused their responsibility to pay for hotel lodging/meals, transportation. Virgin Atlantic was more reconciliatory and ready to accommodate on their first flight next day, if BA agrees to issue a voucher to pay to Virgin Atlantic. BA initially refused to consider our request for their first flight next day but then agreed to counter Virgin Airline’s offer.  In the whole process, we spent over 3 hours moving from one terminal to another since Virgin and British airlines are not on the same terminal. Ultimately we spent a night at Heathrow Airport with kids without any assistance from both airlines.</p>
<p>Next day we contacted several times BA checkin to ensure that our special meals and luggage is loaded. Promises were made that it’s automatically taken care of but we found that they didn’t load special meal for both kids and our luggage was also not loaded despite our best efforts. In the flight, I was told to contact baggage dept at Washington Dulles which was found to be closed. Many attempts to get help from British Airline staff or pager announcement failed. British Airline’s First Class Check-in clerk touted her responsibility to deal with First Class passengers only and had nothing to do with baggage dept. After waiting for 2 hours after 8 hour flight and a night spent at LHR airport due to 5 minute delay with 2 children, baggage clerk finally came in a nice happy mood even though there were several upset passengers in waiting. She said luggage will be delivered next day early morning; however, luggage was delivered in 3 different visits throughout the day with delivery man not knowing anything about other luggage pieces. A good example of grossly disorganized baggage handling process!</p>
<p>On our flight from Washington Dulles to London Heathrow, we had a similar experience.  This flight was significantly delayed due to Hydraulic issues and BA agents gave so many different versions of the issue and flight arrangements that many passengers lost their mind and it turned into a chaos at the airport. Passengers had to recollect their luggage and pay for the porter/transportation. When BA put passengers in a hotel, they refused to pay for food for kids even though they charge the full airfare for kids over 12 years.</p>
<p>This whole experience exposed the British Airline’s poor quality of service, indifference to passenger concerns, unfriendly treatment towards kids, and mismanaged operations with staff not prepared to deal with unanticipated events.</p>
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		<title>By: pat, league city, tx</title>
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		<dc:creator>pat, league city, tx</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:46:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Worst flight of my life:
much worse than my return flight from equador to tulsa, ok. pilot annouced due to engine troubles we were goinng to have to land in columbia. they didnt tell us that due to the high mountains surround the town a dive down was required to land. after the short falling experance we had to sit on the tarmac for 5 hours without airconditioning while they fixed the engine. so its fixed and we are off, but they didnt tell us they must circle and circle to get high enough to clear the mountains so there was a lot of worry if we would make the accent to the sky. finaly we were late so the airlines put us in hotels in miami for the night. so whats the worst flight of my life??
leaving san fransico we sat on the tarmac for several hours, they wouldnt tell us why. then a young boy with a radio annouced a plane had crashed in Dallas, our destination, during a windy stormy afernoo. many of us wanted to get off the plane but they wouldnt let us. so we eventually take off. in the air most were quiet. then there were the few who talked about bad flights etc and their fears. we approach dallas and land with out event. then transfer to another plane for the flight to Tulsa okla. OSU was playing OU so the pilot would annouce the scores during the flight for us, that was nice. but about 20 minutes from our landing the plane jolted and began a dive down. all i could do was stare at the word &quot;the&quot; attempting to figure out its meaning. the lady next to me began screaming. the flight stewarest, sort of floated by heading to the rear of the plane. i was afriad to look up. the plane continued down and down and seemed to accelerate. it was so steep my coke was spilling out on the floor though i was holding it perpendicular to me. some guy in the rear of the plane hollars, &quot;this is it!&quot; 
then as quick as it started the plane leveled out. we were all rattled and the free drinks started to be served. the pilot annoucned we had hit a cold front which forced the plane down and they couldnt get the autopilot off. 
it was five years of continuing flying before i could nap on the plane, or not hold the arm rest so tight all the blood would run out of my fingers, much less feel the gasp when the  plane would hit some turbulance. to counter act my fear i had to sit by a window so i could see how far we were from the ground. i could always rationalize, if something happened we had time to pull out of it. but when landig, there is a point when you can see the pilot has no chance from pulling out of a dive so it was white knuckle time. i now can sleep again on the flights and its behind me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Worst flight of my life:<br />
much worse than my return flight from equador to tulsa, ok. pilot annouced due to engine troubles we were goinng to have to land in columbia. they didnt tell us that due to the high mountains surround the town a dive down was required to land. after the short falling experance we had to sit on the tarmac for 5 hours without airconditioning while they fixed the engine. so its fixed and we are off, but they didnt tell us they must circle and circle to get high enough to clear the mountains so there was a lot of worry if we would make the accent to the sky. finaly we were late so the airlines put us in hotels in miami for the night. so whats the worst flight of my life??<br />
leaving san fransico we sat on the tarmac for several hours, they wouldnt tell us why. then a young boy with a radio annouced a plane had crashed in Dallas, our destination, during a windy stormy afernoo. many of us wanted to get off the plane but they wouldnt let us. so we eventually take off. in the air most were quiet. then there were the few who talked about bad flights etc and their fears. we approach dallas and land with out event. then transfer to another plane for the flight to Tulsa okla. OSU was playing OU so the pilot would annouce the scores during the flight for us, that was nice. but about 20 minutes from our landing the plane jolted and began a dive down. all i could do was stare at the word &#8220;the&#8221; attempting to figure out its meaning. the lady next to me began screaming. the flight stewarest, sort of floated by heading to the rear of the plane. i was afriad to look up. the plane continued down and down and seemed to accelerate. it was so steep my coke was spilling out on the floor though i was holding it perpendicular to me. some guy in the rear of the plane hollars, &#8220;this is it!&#8221;<br />
then as quick as it started the plane leveled out. we were all rattled and the free drinks started to be served. the pilot annoucned we had hit a cold front which forced the plane down and they couldnt get the autopilot off.<br />
it was five years of continuing flying before i could nap on the plane, or not hold the arm rest so tight all the blood would run out of my fingers, much less feel the gasp when the  plane would hit some turbulance. to counter act my fear i had to sit by a window so i could see how far we were from the ground. i could always rationalize, if something happened we had time to pull out of it. but when landig, there is a point when you can see the pilot has no chance from pulling out of a dive so it was white knuckle time. i now can sleep again on the flights and its behind me.</p>
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		<title>By: Nelson, Wooster, OH</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nelson, Wooster, OH</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:25:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Horrible passenger story...I once took a twin piston engine plane (about 8-10 seats) from Fort Lauderdale to Nassau. On these small commercial planes, one could look straight up the middle and see the pilot&#039;s console as well as out the front windscreen. This little plane taxis out onto the big runway, and everyone is looking out the front- not a view one normally gets on big commercial jets. Taking off, we&#039;re about 100 feet off the ground and climbing, and we are all treated to the sight of the right side cargo lid in the nose of the plane suddenly popping open! It&#039;s flapping now. Gasps ensue. The pilot very coolly and quickly throttles back, pushes the nose down and we just make it down on the remaining portion of the runway! Hard braking, then he pulls off onto a side taxiway right at the end of the runway and the co-pilot gets out and secures the hatch. So... we circle around and take off again. But in the eyes of some of the more whiney passengers, these pilots (and plane) were not to be trusted. One particularly annoying lady starts yelling up to the front, &quot;My bag was up there, are you sure it didn&#039;t fly out?&quot; &quot;No, Ma&#039;am, nothing came out&quot; &quot;Are you sure?&quot; &quot;Yes, Ma&#039;am&quot; But she wasn&#039;t satisfied, and goes on and on, describing the bag, telling them her vacation will be ruined if it flew out, etc. They must have reassured her 3-4 times before she shuts up. Later, as we&#039;re crossing the straits, an annoying guy starts asking the pilots &quot;Are you sure we have enough gas to make it? The gas guage doesn&#039;t look full, and we had to take off twice.&quot; And so on. It was all I could do, to not slug these idiots around me. The pilots did a fantastic job making a split second decision, that there was just enough runway left to land on. But because it&#039;s a small plane these idiots thought they could second guess these professionals.

Now I do about 120,000 miles a year, been on a middle seat between 300lb couples, sat in a plane on the ground for 5 hours (just two days ago at EWR), slept in airports, etc -lots of fun.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Horrible passenger story&#8230;I once took a twin piston engine plane (about 8-10 seats) from Fort Lauderdale to Nassau. On these small commercial planes, one could look straight up the middle and see the pilot&#8217;s console as well as out the front windscreen. This little plane taxis out onto the big runway, and everyone is looking out the front- not a view one normally gets on big commercial jets. Taking off, we&#8217;re about 100 feet off the ground and climbing, and we are all treated to the sight of the right side cargo lid in the nose of the plane suddenly popping open! It&#8217;s flapping now. Gasps ensue. The pilot very coolly and quickly throttles back, pushes the nose down and we just make it down on the remaining portion of the runway! Hard braking, then he pulls off onto a side taxiway right at the end of the runway and the co-pilot gets out and secures the hatch. So&#8230; we circle around and take off again. But in the eyes of some of the more whiney passengers, these pilots (and plane) were not to be trusted. One particularly annoying lady starts yelling up to the front, &#8220;My bag was up there, are you sure it didn&#8217;t fly out?&#8221; &#8220;No, Ma&#8217;am, nothing came out&#8221; &#8220;Are you sure?&#8221; &#8220;Yes, Ma&#8217;am&#8221; But she wasn&#8217;t satisfied, and goes on and on, describing the bag, telling them her vacation will be ruined if it flew out, etc. They must have reassured her 3-4 times before she shuts up. Later, as we&#8217;re crossing the straits, an annoying guy starts asking the pilots &#8220;Are you sure we have enough gas to make it? The gas guage doesn&#8217;t look full, and we had to take off twice.&#8221; And so on. It was all I could do, to not slug these idiots around me. The pilots did a fantastic job making a split second decision, that there was just enough runway left to land on. But because it&#8217;s a small plane these idiots thought they could second guess these professionals.</p>
<p>Now I do about 120,000 miles a year, been on a middle seat between 300lb couples, sat in a plane on the ground for 5 hours (just two days ago at EWR), slept in airports, etc -lots of fun.</p>
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		<title>By: E Eanchez Elk Grove, CA</title>
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		<dc:creator>E Eanchez Elk Grove, CA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:23:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Here was our experience and letter to the CEO of AA.

Mr. Gerard Arpey:

Let me begin by saying that we come from a family that believes in flying the friendly skies with American Airlines for the simple fact that American Airlines offers outstanding service.

Unfortunately, on January 1, 2006, my wife and I experienced unacceptable and substandard service upon arriving at Los Angeles International Airport (Lax).  Our luggage was lost via American Eagle flight #4972, departing from Nassau with an American Airline connection in Orlando, Florida flight #285 to LAX.

After traveling for over five hours and arriving at LAX, American Airlines confirmed two hours later that our luggage was lost.  In the interim, and before this confirmation from the airline, my wife and I were instructed by American Airlines staff to check the various baggage claim areas for our luggage.  The service that we experienced was deplorable and inconsistent.  Staff was rude and extremely unprofessional.  We were told that we would be receiving our luggage within a period of 24 hours; we received it three days later.  On January 2, I contacted the airline and was told that our luggage was actually at LAX and that it had been there the entire time.  Oddly enough, we did not receive our luggage until January 3rd. American Airlines gave our luggage to United Airlines due to the fact that American Airlines does not fly into Palm Springs Airport.  Our final destination was in Palm Springs and your airline did not have the courtesy to shuttle our luggage on January 2nd, instead we suffered the misfortune and had to wait. During the wait for our luggage my wife and I received inconsistent information regarding the whereabouts of our luggage.  At one point in time I was told that our luggage was going to be delivered to Denver, Colorado, because a staff person assumed that Denver was our final destination. 

Finally, on January 3rd at approximately 7:00 PM we received a call that our luggage had finally arrived at the Palm Springs Airport.  To our surprise, our luggage was pretty much destroyed and it had also been left out in the rain.  Every item in each piece of luggage was drenched and many items were ruined.  So I am asking, who is at fault here?  I am hoping that American Airlines would take full responsibility for this….but again; this may be far too much to ask for in light of the horrid customer service that we experienced.

Furthermore, on January 6th, I received a follow-up call in Spanish from American Airlines confirming receipt of our luggage.  Does American Airlines assume that a Spanish surname means a “Spanish speaking household?”  Pretty insulting!!  

I kindly hope that someone over at American Airlines takes the time to read and acknowledge this letter.  Quite frankly, I don’t know if we would ever travel on this airline again.  The service is less than American.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here was our experience and letter to the CEO of AA.</p>
<p>Mr. Gerard Arpey:</p>
<p>Let me begin by saying that we come from a family that believes in flying the friendly skies with American Airlines for the simple fact that American Airlines offers outstanding service.</p>
<p>Unfortunately, on January 1, 2006, my wife and I experienced unacceptable and substandard service upon arriving at Los Angeles International Airport (Lax).  Our luggage was lost via American Eagle flight #4972, departing from Nassau with an American Airline connection in Orlando, Florida flight #285 to LAX.</p>
<p>After traveling for over five hours and arriving at LAX, American Airlines confirmed two hours later that our luggage was lost.  In the interim, and before this confirmation from the airline, my wife and I were instructed by American Airlines staff to check the various baggage claim areas for our luggage.  The service that we experienced was deplorable and inconsistent.  Staff was rude and extremely unprofessional.  We were told that we would be receiving our luggage within a period of 24 hours; we received it three days later.  On January 2, I contacted the airline and was told that our luggage was actually at LAX and that it had been there the entire time.  Oddly enough, we did not receive our luggage until January 3rd. American Airlines gave our luggage to United Airlines due to the fact that American Airlines does not fly into Palm Springs Airport.  Our final destination was in Palm Springs and your airline did not have the courtesy to shuttle our luggage on January 2nd, instead we suffered the misfortune and had to wait. During the wait for our luggage my wife and I received inconsistent information regarding the whereabouts of our luggage.  At one point in time I was told that our luggage was going to be delivered to Denver, Colorado, because a staff person assumed that Denver was our final destination. </p>
<p>Finally, on January 3rd at approximately 7:00 PM we received a call that our luggage had finally arrived at the Palm Springs Airport.  To our surprise, our luggage was pretty much destroyed and it had also been left out in the rain.  Every item in each piece of luggage was drenched and many items were ruined.  So I am asking, who is at fault here?  I am hoping that American Airlines would take full responsibility for this….but again; this may be far too much to ask for in light of the horrid customer service that we experienced.</p>
<p>Furthermore, on January 6th, I received a follow-up call in Spanish from American Airlines confirming receipt of our luggage.  Does American Airlines assume that a Spanish surname means a “Spanish speaking household?”  Pretty insulting!!  </p>
<p>I kindly hope that someone over at American Airlines takes the time to read and acknowledge this letter.  Quite frankly, I don’t know if we would ever travel on this airline again.  The service is less than American.</p>
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		<title>By: James, Roseville CA</title>
		<link>http://stanleybing.blogs.fortune.cnn.com/2007/07/27/message-from-the-flight-deck/#comment-1016</link>
		<dc:creator>James, Roseville CA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:19:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Are details needed to describe the depravity of being herded like cattle, shoved into a metal tube and forced to sit still in cramped seats next to strangers for hours?

Add the nagging fear of a mechanical problem or man-made threat bringing the tin can down, and the whole thing just feels wrong.

Fear of, or annoyance with, flying seems like a natural response to those conditions. It&#039;s the people who get cozy with it that worry me. How much blind faith can one have in such a complex system when the skies get more crowded daily?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Are details needed to describe the depravity of being herded like cattle, shoved into a metal tube and forced to sit still in cramped seats next to strangers for hours?</p>
<p>Add the nagging fear of a mechanical problem or man-made threat bringing the tin can down, and the whole thing just feels wrong.</p>
<p>Fear of, or annoyance with, flying seems like a natural response to those conditions. It&#8217;s the people who get cozy with it that worry me. How much blind faith can one have in such a complex system when the skies get more crowded daily?</p>
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		<title>By: Adam, Stamford, CT</title>
		<link>http://stanleybing.blogs.fortune.cnn.com/2007/07/27/message-from-the-flight-deck/#comment-1015</link>
		<dc:creator>Adam, Stamford, CT</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:19:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was flying on June 2nd form JFK to San Juan, PR.  I was at the airport on time and got through security fine.  While waiting they announed that the plane was late and we were not able to get everyone on board and seated and ready to go until 8:30p.m.  Our flight was supposed to leave at 7:05p.m. on American Airlines.  Once on board and the door closed and gateway moved away from the airplane the pilot came over the PA system and told us it would be about 30 minuntes before they could push us back from the gate.  SO we waited 30 minutes then he came back on the PA system and told us they would not be able to push back from the gate until 10:30p.m. due to Air Traffic Controllers giving priority to international flights taking off currently and that he was having them move the gateway back to the airplane so we could get off and use the bathroom and get something to eat.  However the gateway was not moved back to the airplane till 9:30p.m. which gave us only an hour of time.  On top of that once we got off we were told we could not go outside to the food court because the TSA checkpoint had been closed so if we left then we could not get back in.  Some people left others used the bathroom and I stayed.  American Airlines workers started coming on the plane carrying more drinks, sandwiches, and snack like M&amp;M&#039;s, cookies etc.. So I thought they were at least going to feed us for free since we were bieng delayed from even leaving the gate for so long.  I was compltely wrong however because once the doors were shut again and did not matter since outside in the gate everything was closed and their was no chance of getting food anywhere else they announed the food was for SALE!  Meaning we had to purcahse it and I remember the prices very well.  They were selling bottles of water for $2 and cheap crap turkey wraps for $5 sugar cookies for $2 and M&amp;M for $3.  This was near outrageous that after them dealying me for over 5 hours just on the gorund alone they had the gaul to charge me for water and some food especially when everything else is closed in the gate and we can&#039;t go outside to get food unless we wish to miss our flight.  The pilot was near cancelling the flight outright and then FINALLY a pushback crew came to our plane and pushed us back!  God knows why it only took them an extra 2 and a half hours to get us out of the gate itself.  They then put on a movie for us so I thought it would be something good!  Oh no don&#039;t even think that!  It was something called Ms. Potter and another movie depicting old England from the 1800&#039;s with people travelling to Asia for some stupid reason!  I thought it could not get any worse!  We finally got off the ground at 12:05A.M. and arrived in San Juan at 4:A.M. Kennedy has turned into a delay prone airport and I do not care what the FAA says about changing the flight patterns because it won&#039;t help!  They suck and Americna Airlines is a bunch of cheap bastards!  I will NEVER EVER fly them again if I can avoid them!They should be embarassed and ashamed especially for chargin US for the food which is so taking advantage of the fact that we can&#039;t get anything else to eat anywhere&#039;s!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was flying on June 2nd form JFK to San Juan, PR.  I was at the airport on time and got through security fine.  While waiting they announed that the plane was late and we were not able to get everyone on board and seated and ready to go until 8:30p.m.  Our flight was supposed to leave at 7:05p.m. on American Airlines.  Once on board and the door closed and gateway moved away from the airplane the pilot came over the PA system and told us it would be about 30 minuntes before they could push us back from the gate.  SO we waited 30 minutes then he came back on the PA system and told us they would not be able to push back from the gate until 10:30p.m. due to Air Traffic Controllers giving priority to international flights taking off currently and that he was having them move the gateway back to the airplane so we could get off and use the bathroom and get something to eat.  However the gateway was not moved back to the airplane till 9:30p.m. which gave us only an hour of time.  On top of that once we got off we were told we could not go outside to the food court because the TSA checkpoint had been closed so if we left then we could not get back in.  Some people left others used the bathroom and I stayed.  American Airlines workers started coming on the plane carrying more drinks, sandwiches, and snack like M&amp;M&#8217;s, cookies etc.. So I thought they were at least going to feed us for free since we were bieng delayed from even leaving the gate for so long.  I was compltely wrong however because once the doors were shut again and did not matter since outside in the gate everything was closed and their was no chance of getting food anywhere else they announed the food was for SALE!  Meaning we had to purcahse it and I remember the prices very well.  They were selling bottles of water for $2 and cheap crap turkey wraps for $5 sugar cookies for $2 and M&amp;M for $3.  This was near outrageous that after them dealying me for over 5 hours just on the gorund alone they had the gaul to charge me for water and some food especially when everything else is closed in the gate and we can&#8217;t go outside to get food unless we wish to miss our flight.  The pilot was near cancelling the flight outright and then FINALLY a pushback crew came to our plane and pushed us back!  God knows why it only took them an extra 2 and a half hours to get us out of the gate itself.  They then put on a movie for us so I thought it would be something good!  Oh no don&#8217;t even think that!  It was something called Ms. Potter and another movie depicting old England from the 1800&#8217;s with people travelling to Asia for some stupid reason!  I thought it could not get any worse!  We finally got off the ground at 12:05A.M. and arrived in San Juan at 4:A.M. Kennedy has turned into a delay prone airport and I do not care what the FAA says about changing the flight patterns because it won&#8217;t help!  They suck and Americna Airlines is a bunch of cheap bastards!  I will NEVER EVER fly them again if I can avoid them!They should be embarassed and ashamed especially for chargin US for the food which is so taking advantage of the fact that we can&#8217;t get anything else to eat anywhere&#8217;s!</p>
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		<title>By: Kent, Maine</title>
		<link>http://stanleybing.blogs.fortune.cnn.com/2007/07/27/message-from-the-flight-deck/#comment-1014</link>
		<dc:creator>Kent, Maine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:15:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Classic US Air story...
My wife &amp; i were traveling to Maine, via Philadelphia on the last flight out. As I returned from the restroom in the terminal, I checked the departure board and learned that the gate had changed.

As I went to the old gate to tell my wife, i saw a flight crew. OUR flight crew. I asked if they knew about the gate change and got a &quot;Yeah, right buddy look.&quot;

The copilot went to the departures board, gets a disgusted look on his face, and motions for the rest of the crew to join him.

And I thought that they only get passengers in the dark!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Classic US Air story&#8230;<br />
My wife &amp; i were traveling to Maine, via Philadelphia on the last flight out. As I returned from the restroom in the terminal, I checked the departure board and learned that the gate had changed.</p>
<p>As I went to the old gate to tell my wife, i saw a flight crew. OUR flight crew. I asked if they knew about the gate change and got a &#8220;Yeah, right buddy look.&#8221;</p>
<p>The copilot went to the departures board, gets a disgusted look on his face, and motions for the rest of the crew to join him.</p>
<p>And I thought that they only get passengers in the dark!</p>
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		<title>By: Ellen McCoy,Williamsburg,WV</title>
		<link>http://stanleybing.blogs.fortune.cnn.com/2007/07/27/message-from-the-flight-deck/#comment-1013</link>
		<dc:creator>Ellen McCoy,Williamsburg,WV</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 15:52:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ok folks, try going through security with 4 screws in your ankle, 2 hip replacements a brace on said ankle and a metal plate in your wrist. These security people are more familiar with my body than my husband.Being the bionic woman is not what it&#039;s cracked up to be.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok folks, try going through security with 4 screws in your ankle, 2 hip replacements a brace on said ankle and a metal plate in your wrist. These security people are more familiar with my body than my husband.Being the bionic woman is not what it&#8217;s cracked up to be.</p>
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