FML. again.

I hate the Atlanta Airport. Last Thursday, I woke up at 3am, to make a 5:30 am flight from Nashville, TN to Atlanta, GA, and on to Charlotte, NC for an interview. I got to Nashville Int. at 4:30am to check in, as is standard protocol, only to find out that the only popular airline at the early time is Delta. I was in line behind a group of 20 elderly people who could not work the automated kiosk, which is now the ONLY way you can check in for your flight apparently. Anyway, at 4:57am, two women got to the kiosk and checked in for the exact same flight as me, and then even checked luggage. I got to the kiosk at 5am and it told me: IT IS TOO LATE TO CHECK IN FOR THIS FLIGHT. I promptly got in line behind the same women who then check in their luggage at the counter, and then told the associate that I have no luggage and need to get on that flight. I was denied. They booked me on a 6:30am flight to Atlanta, with a new 4 hour layover. I would not get to Charlotte until 2 at this point; my interview was scheduled for 10am. Here is where the hatred for Atlanta comes in.

I boarded my plane at 6:00am. They then told us that we would be delayed for 15 minutes because of bad weather in Atlanta. I thought nothing of this, as I had a 4 hour layover looming, so I took a nap. An hour later, I woke up and asked the lady sitting next to me if we had landed. Just then, I felt the engines start. She shook her head, no. Ugh. I thought that I'd slept through the flight, only to find out that I was now wide awake for the looming flight. I HATE flying, not because I'm scared of crashing, but the pressure kills my ears to the point where I will cry (mini-rant; yes I'm a wuss).

45 minutes later, we arrive in Atlanta and I run off the plane to see if there is an earlier flight. There was, which I was allowed to be the last person on it. Got to Charlotte now at 11:30am, plenty of time for my interview. $40 cab fee later, I'm there, had the interview, went well, $40 cab fee back to the airport by 4pm to wait until my 6pm flight back to Atlanta and then on to Nashville. Oh, Atlanta.

5:30 rolls around, and they announce that we will now be delayed 30 minutes because of the weather, again. 6:30 rolls around, and we're all on the plane, and they tell us it'll be a few more minutes. I get to Atlanta's airport at 7:20. My flight to Nashville leaves at 7:25. I book it to the other gate and get there, and the associate at my gate gives me crap about how they have called final boarding 3 times. I stink eye him and get on the plane. It. Is. Delayed.

I know, weather is uncontrollable, but for this post's sake, I will blame it on Atlanta. I hate that airport. I will stink eye every single itinerary that tries to fly me through Atlanta, and will promptly change it so that I do not fly through there. (pant pant pant) Hotlanta has given me the cold shoulder for the last time. (rant over, haha)