Got to JFK this morning with plenty of time for my special wanding. I did set off the metal detector, but I'm also wearing a gianormous hair barrett that probably would have set it off anyway. On the return I will make sure that I am completely "metal naked" to see if it's the 10" blade plate that sets off the machine. The TSA didn't give a rat's ass about the special ID card. As I suspected, my platinum status on the airline got me further.
The drag is that the flight has been delayed by more than an hour and a half. Some silly little part in the landing gear that needs to be replaced. They futsed around for 20 minutes before deciding to scrap the whole idea and put us on a different aircraft. Baggage and catering transfer will take 45 minutes at least.
As impatient as I am by nature, I'm surprisingly good in these types of situations. Flying an average of 70K miles a year, I'd drive myself to drink if I let every flight delay get to me. There are a lot of people on this one who aren't taking it quite so well. It's just air travel people, deal with it.
Me, I'd just assume have landing gear that works.
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