Have I lost all dignity? I pride myself in always being on-time. It’s the German in me, and it has caused me to never miss a flight. That’s right, even though most of my flights leave early in the morning, I’ve never ever missed a flight, other than misconnecting, of course.
Well, that changed overnight. I had to get up at 3:40AM, the third night in a row I had to get up in the wee hours of the night. Well, I woke up in my bed at the Holiday Inn JFK when it was light outside at 6:59AM. I knew there was an airport shuttle leaving at 7AM, so I literally bolted downstairs and was on the shuttle 60 seconds after waking up.
Fortunately the JFK agents are fantastic. The more I deal with them, the more I’m convinced they’re United’s best, for the most part. The agent gladly rebooked me on the next flight and thanked me for my business. As I was going up the escalator I ran into my favorite JFK based flight attendant, who was right behind me on the escalator. Then I went to the Red Carpet Club, where the uber-friendly agent thanked me for my loyalty and couldn’t have been nicer. I think Dan is right, they’re a different breed.
Still, I’m embarrassed. How could I miss a flight? At the end of the day I’m happy to have slept in, but how can I live with myself?!?