Why I hate flying

It isn't the actual flying. I usually forget something

and end up rushing to repack my bag. This time I

forgot to pack my razor.

Then the lady at the check in

counter informs me that the counter

is closed and always closes at 8:00 PM

I look at my watch and it is 7:45 PM. I point this

out to the lady and she says "SORRY, WE ARE CLOSED"

I made it to the gate but was unable to

check my bags. I decided I needed to

burn one of my free upgrade to first class

coupons.

When I got on the plane, I asked for scotch or

bourbon. Drank that and asked for another.

The "free" drinks did not make me feel better about

the service from the airline.

What I saw on the approach to DTW Airport.

Hey, it's no iridium flare, but it was impressive.