I just have to get that off my chest.
So I had to fly out over the weekend for a surprise funeral. Got on American Airlines because of bereavement rates got a discounted price. Flew out from Houston via DFW to Columbus, Ohio. No issues with the flight out.
Return trip was Sunday. I had a 12:30 pm boarding time for a 1 pm departure at Columbus. Because I was riding with my brother and he was flying out, we got to the airport a bit early. And I didn’t sleep well the night before.
A weather delay in the Dallas area had most of the flights in and out behind schedule, so my 1 pm flight slid out to 2:30. I had to get my connecting flight bumped, got a standby on the 4:30 flight from DFW to Houston and got a confirmed seat on the 6:00 flight.
Still waiting in Columbus, the plane finally arrives, and they announce there’s a fuel pump problem and some maintenance log issues that have to be resolved. Sit and wait, sit and wait. Finally we start boarding at 3 pm eastern. We get in the air, and arrive in Dallas at around 5 pm Central.
I jump out and ride to the correct terminal, check the boards, shuffle to the gate, alas even though the 4:30 was delayed I miss boarding. Fine, I have a seat on the 6 pm, I ride the tram around to the right terminal and get ready.
The PA system is out in that wing. I’m trying to follow the flight, but we start having delays. The flight time slides out from 6 pm to 6:15, then 6:30. Maintenance issues. Great.
So they swap us to a different plane, and send us all down the terminal to a new gate. Joy. We hike down, park, sit and wait. I snag a sandwich, because it’s getting on 7 pm. Now this airplane is having maintenance issues. Next they send us back down the terminal to our old gate, and then to a different gate. We’re now in plane number 3 for this flight. It unboards, and voila - Maintenance issues. It’s now 8 pm, we’re on airplane 3, and not flying out anytime soon.
And then I hear one of the other passengers saying this happens all the time. She’s flying this route every weekend and she moved to the earlier flight because she was taking the 9 pm and it was routinely late.
By 8:30 I’m starting to get frustrated and annoyed and a little concerned that American can’t pull a single working plane at DFW. I talk to the desk about changing to a different carrier, but nobody else flies from DFW to Houston Hobby, they all fly to Bush Intercontinental.
I sit and wait a bit longer. It’s 9 pm, showing a 9:30 departure I don’t believe, and frankly I’m not feeling confident in the airline any more. I’m wiped out from a stressful weekend, insufficient sleep, and spending all day in an airport or airplane. I’m ready to be home. I talk to my sister on the phone and make plans to have someone pick me up for the night. I went back to the counter to reassess my flights.
American can get me on a 7 am flight. Right. First off, I am NOT getting up that early in the morning. It just isn’t happening. I’m not a morning person, I have sleep problems as it is, and I’m definitely not getting up that early to sit around a terminal while they scrape together a plane out of left over bits.
Frankly, I want to be done with them completely, but I am too exhausted physically and mentally to sort anything out to get me back to my airport where my car is staged. And I’m pissed at staying over night and missing another work day, not to mention parking fees, etc.
I reluctantly reserve a spot on the 3 pm flight (the next open flight) and leave. Oh, did I mention that I had one checked bag that did make it on to the 4:30 flight, so is now sitting at Houston Hobby waiting for me?
So I went to my parents’ house, had a reasonably good night’s sleep, get up around 9 am and start figuring out my options. I ended up calling up Southwest airlines over at Dallas Love Field (different airport). They have flights just about every hour with open seats. Great. I sign me up on one. Then I called up American to cancel my flight with them and get a refund. They put it in but can’t get into the system for the refund and tell me to call back later. Bastards.
So I had my dad drive me to Love field, had lunch, got on my airplane at 12:30, and had a nice pleasant flight on an airplane that worked and an airline that flew on time and got to Hobby, where my car and bag were, by 2 pm. Then I had to hike around to the American Airlines station to claim my bag.
I found out that American is in the middle of a merger and apparently some sort of labor dispute, so it’s likely all the “maintenance issues” were obstacles being created by the union workers. THANKS, UNIONS! Have a big 1 finger wave on me.
I’m not sure if that makes me feel better or not. On the one hand, it means it is less likely I was riding on RattleTrap Air or that the staff is incompetant. On the other hand, it just makes them assholes.
Eventually I did get ahold of AA and arrange for a refund on that final leg of the flight. That still doesn’t balance the $200 I had to pay Southwest, plus the $10 parking fee for the 3rd day, nor address the missed day of work.
I never want to have anything to do with American Airlines again. They can all go fuck themselves with rusty hammer.