I hate flying. I hate flying. Right now I'm still sitting on the ground in Columbia, South Carolina waiting to go home to New Jersey. All I want to do is take a shower and look at my poodle and take a shower that has not been used by STD infested frat boys and eat food that was not manufactured ten years ago and came out of a cardboard box, is that so much to ask? Apparently. First they say the flight is delayed because of air traffic control, and it was a two hour flight and I thought hm, nothing I can do, I'll just buy a magazine and absorb myself in the latest pantiless escapades of Paris Hilton until my flight takes off. Of course, an announcement comes over the system saying that our flight is delayed once more, and it's not because of the weather or because of air traffic control, it's because they don't have a crew to fly the plane. How in the fuck do you not have a crew to fly a plane? I mean I know having people to operate a a fucking plane is a minor detail and all but maybe somewhere in the grand scheme of owning a mutli billion dollar airline company SOMEBODY would have thought of it. I don't understand how people get away with charging other people phenomenal amounts of money to utilize aeronautical facilities and then when those paying customers go to reap the benefits of their hard earned dollar, woops, poof, we don't have a crew, so why don't you all just sit around for six hours and make the best of it, huh? What's even more is the flagrant display of incompetent asshole liars who are hired to work at this shanty they name an airport. This whole time they've been telling us it's the weather, it's air traffic control, but I've checked the weather in Jersey and it is NOT the weather and I find it hard to believe that two weeks before Christmas the airports are so busy that it takes an additional four hours to board a plane. At around 8 pm I got up and ventured to the food court to get some dinner but lo and behold everything is closed, because everything is South Carolina closes at fucking 3pm because God forbid people feel the need to eat after 5 pm, they're shit out of luck. The least they could do is have one of their workers wheel out a cart of animal crackers or something but no, no one gives a shit, because as long as the CEO of Continental Fucking Airlines can sit in his mansion and marry twenty year old women with fake tits then who the hell cares about some short girl from New Jersey who just wants to go home and sleep in her own damn bed. I've been screamed at for way less than this at Dairy Queen and Shoprite and to sit here and be told that I can't go home because people don't know how to do their fucking job just plain infuriates me. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. The fact that they can't even figure out a way to ration enough people to fly a plane really makes me doubt the skill of the people flying it. I'm glad airlines are going bankrupt because it's about time companies stopped acting like we're all just a bunch of mentally deficient mongoloids roaming the planet waiting to be raped of their dignity. I am really tempted to go over to the food stands and just start stealing chips and soda and if anyone has a problem with it they can suck my pale ass and write a fucking book about it. Now I bet they'll lose our luggage and realize in midair that it actually wasn't a plane they were trained to fly, it was a tractor, but whatever, no one cares, right? RIGHT?!