America’s worst… grr…
So I’m stuck here at McCarran Airport in Las Vegas because my America West flight out of San Diego was well over an hour delayed in departing and the flight I was to have taken home left without me.
After trekking out to the ticketing agents, waiting in a huge-ass line, and dealing with AW personnel whose reactions to my plight ranged from indifference to strongly implying that this series of events was, somehow, my fault — not a single, goddamn person bothered to say “I’m sorry” — I’ve been put on a flight three hours later than I was to have taken.
Which means I’m taking a cab home when I get to SF.
Perfect.
The lesson of the day: Avoid America West like the plague. This was the first — and last — trip for me on this no-customer-service P.O.S. airline.
Ugh. Sadly, this is not the first time I have heard of problems with AW, which is why I steer clear of them.
I hope you aren’t taking a taxi from Las Vegas to San Francisco. And if so, I certainly hope you aren’t paying for it.
Nope – sorry for being unclear.
I edited the post to reflect that I’m taking the cab home when I get to San Francisco.
Home now.
Wow.. why didn’t you call and tell me. I was still in downtown SD for like an hour after I dropped you off. I would have come back and kept you company. Come to think of it maybe, it was probably a good thing that we went ahead and ate before I dropped you off. Sorry your trip home sucked, But I was happy to see you and we had fun. (even if there seem to be NO WAMU’s in San Diego)
Love Sara