Haven’t all of us been through it before? — Stuck on the ground at the Atlanta airport. Nothing to do but play with Facebook.
Delayed getting here. Delayed taking off again. Computer issues, and unexplained changes. Cranky passengers and frantic crews. Crying babies and loud old men.
Then an early evening thunderboomer made them stop boarding for an eternity. Finally pushed back from the gate but some piece of gear is on the fritz.
Now we’re halfway to nowhere staring out the window at nothing but tarmac and lightning bolts.
Man, tonight I’ve got a bad case of the late-night, dead-tired, ticked-off, need-a-shower, sitting-on-the-runway Atlanta Airport Blues.
Robert Craig Waters is a Florida writer. After leaving journalism in the early 1980s, he worked as an attorney, communications director, and public spokesman for the Florida Supreme Court in Tallahassee for 35 years. He grew up on a family farm in Beulah, Florida, not far from the Alabama border, before attending Brown University in the 1970s. His mother's family traces its roots to Weaverville, North Carolina. His father's family is from the small village of Burnt Corn, Alabama, where Mr. Waters spent part of his childhood.
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