Something happened on the second flight on my trip home from San Antonio via Newark a couple of weeks ago and I’ve been fuming about it ever since. I’ve decided to stop fuming and write what’s turned into a long entry about it.
Every flight in or out of the northeastern US was delayed that day because of the winds. My flight from San Antonio to Newark was almost 2.5 hours late departing because of these delays, so my 3-hour layover in Newark turned into a 6-minute layover. In the chaos to get off the plane and to my connecting flight, which was slightly delayed at this point, I forgot something under my seat. I ran through the airport and made it to my connecting flight to find that it was further delayed. Phew!
I caught my breath while I waited for them to call the flight, which they did a few minutes later.