My flight home from San Francisco the other day was delayed by over an hour. It felt like every 10 – 15 minutes the boarding time would be pushed out, resulting in a mass sigh or groan of frustration from the all the passengers waiting in the departure lounge.
I wasn’t paying too much attention to the people around me. It was late, I was really tired, and I could hardly keep my eyes open.
So when I heard “No f#%&ing way… You can’t be serious…”, in a John McEnroe type of outburst from the guy sitting opposite me, I just assumed another delay notification must have appeared on the monitors.