On flights and delays
I went to Chicago this weekend for my birthday. The parents were awesome - bought me a ticket out there and let me stay with Dave and Katie on Friday night. I had a good time overall, I’m glad I went, and I’m sad it’s over.
On my way back, my flight was delayed. Apparently there were dents in the wings of our tiny plane, and maintenance was checking them out to see if it was okay to fly. According to the gate agent, these types of delays happen “all the time” with these small planes. That is not okay, and I fully plan on writing to the FAA about this. But my issue isn’t even with that - my issue is with how I react when my flights are delayed.
When I have a delayed flight, I freak out. I get angry, I get frustrated, I start crying, and it’s terrible. I mean, what’s the big deal - it’s just a flight, they will absolutely send us out as soon as they can, and it is out of my control. But I still get totally, completely upset about this, and I react with childlike tantrum. It’s absolutely embarrassing for me - I’m crying over something this stupid. I’m not entirely certain how I can go about fixing this problem. I’m going to look into some zen tactics, and maybe take another look into meditation or something, but I need to fix this.
