Being Delta-ed

I feel like I'm in a repeat of last year, sitting here at Reagan National Airport, and recognizing the lengthy day and night ahead of me.

Delta decided to replace their 70 seat, full-flight to Cincinnati with a 50 seater. The change was due to "mechanical issues" they say, but the never said with that plane. I overheard a gate agent say that Delta had taken the 70 to replace an earlier flight to St. Louis. This same thing happened to me last year.

So instead of my 2 PM flight home, I'll be heading to Atlanta at 5 PM, where upon landing at 6:35 I enjoy the local ambiance until 9 when I'll finally head home, landing at 11 PM or later.

I have 300 Delta $'s and a lunch voucher for my pain and time, 100 Delta $'s of which the counter lady added for being nice about it.

My suspicions get aroused when they do this switch. I often wonder if this shell-game of planes isn't a ploy to fill empty seats on later flights. I see some @$$holes doing beancounting and card shuffling in my head, the jerks smoking expensive cigars and guffawing at the thought of the weary travels whose only thoughts are of slumbering in their own beds finally.

Either way, no point in raising hell with the gate agents who caught some serious grief from other passengers. It's not like they did it themselves.

I guess I'll start drawing.

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