Flying The Unfriendly Skies

Ever since I got married, my airline miles have increased greatly due to the fact that my wife loves to travel. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy visiting places outside the Island as well, especially if I'm in her company.

But this post is not about the quantity, but the quality of our most recent flight. Our airline this time around is American and so far there have been at least two things that have really bugged me. First, no ginger ale. Every time I travel, when offered a beverage I always ask for Canada Dry; not on this plane. And second, no pillows. I notice my poor wife tossing and turning trying to get comfortable, so I ask the stewardess to please bring her a pillow; again, not on this plane.

As I write this I'm thousands of feet in the air only an hour or so away from arriving at Chicago and let me tell you it's not been as good as our last time on a plane. Unfortunately I had no control over the airline this time, but in the future American will have a tough sell if they want me to fly with them again.

Should've gone with US Airways, right bro?