Chapter 6. Flying the Friendly Skies
Joe Grand
So here I am, sitting in the airport again, waiting for another flight. I should be used to it by now; I fly more often than I see my girlfriend. I know my frequent flyer number by heart and always make sure to ask for a first-class upgrade when I check in. Of course, the gate attendant just smiles at me and shakes her head, every time…
After breezing through security, I walk down the narrow hallway towards the gate area. My eyes shift around the vast glass-walled room, looking for a place to stake my claim for the next hour before I begin to board my flight. I head for a large window overlooking the tarmac. I plop down in a row of vinyl-covered chairs and proceed to pull out my laptop from my ever-so-obvious ...