I attended a funeral for a family member this week. The deceased was also a member of the Greatest Generation. I have been in somewhat of a fog since.
I often hear “older people” (passengers and airline employees) comment that flying is not like it used to be. When I hear or read comments such as this, my initial thought is: obviously you have not flown internationally recently. One typical gripe is that passengers don’t dress up to fly as they once did. My experience on the way to the funeral is one example of why people don’t or shouldn’t get dressed up to fly.
After we boarded the plane (ATL-EWR), the captain announced that we were ready to push back, but that he was waiting for our final numbers (weight & fuel) which he expected receive any moment. After 30 minutes of sitting at the gate, sweating, the pilot said the ground crew was now adding more fuel:
“First they said we were too heavy, now they are adding more fuel”
After another 20 minutes, we were pushed back from the gate where we sat for another ten minutes. It was at this point I realized something was not right. Finally, we began to taxi under the plane’s power towards the runway. We taxied to a remote location when the pilot came on and told us that we had missed our wheels up time and our next opportunity to depart would be in 1 hour. In addition, he had to shut the engines down because if he ran the engines we would not have enough fuel to make it to Newark.
No engines means no air conditioning. It was 94 degrees in Atlanta that day, so I could only imagine what the temperature on the plane was. Bottom line, it became real hot real fast. I wasn’t judging just by myself because I sweat in the shower during an Atlanta summer. Other passengers were sweating and I sensed some panic. The FA’s made several trips down the aisle with ice water. I was quite happy to be sporting sandals, shorts and a t-shit.
The captain had the audacity to come on and say:
“I know its hot back there, but I can can guarantee you it’s at least 10 to 20 degrees hotter in the cockpit”
Uh… last time I checked captain, captains get paid to be in the cockpit, passengers pay to be on the plane.
After 45 minutes, the captain came on and said we had to go back to the gate. Because of storm in EWR, we were given a crazy routing over Indiana and we didn’t have enough fuel to get to EWR with that routing. I have to believe this is why we took on more fuel in the first place. As soon as we pulled up to the gate and the seat-belt sign chime rang, the pilot came on said the flight had been cancelled. Passengers moaned and mumbled obscenities under their breath.
The Aftermath
As passengers deplaned a few made snide remarks to the captain and flight attendants. One flight attendant shouted back. It was an embarrassing scene. I was just happy to get off that hot plane. I waited 30 minutes at the re-issue desk before the agents processed any passengers, despite 5 to 7 agents being behind the desk at any given time.
An experience like this may not have happened during the “good old days” of air travel, but every industry evolves. Consumers need to adjust their expectations and behavior in accordingly. In this case, the way the dress.