spirit.

i just came back from a mini vacation in chicago. it was great. the airline i flew on, however, was not.

spirit is the worst airline known to man. and i say this after having experienced the other worst airline known to man - air india. seriously, i don't understand how any company can be as horrific as either of these two.

spirit's $9 flights are a load of crap. you have to join some kind of spirit membership group that has a fee. thank god i didn't do that. who would fly on this shitty airline more than once? i almost don't want to submit this post as i am ashamed to ever have even flown on spirit (sorry boca).

so let's see... i am booking my ticket. flat fee, taxes... ok fair. 15 bucks for a bag? each way?? ok well its winter so i have to take a bag so i can pack sweaters. ok seat assignment... wtf? you want me to pay to pick a seat? what the hell is my ticket price for then? do i have to pay for a seatbelt too?

after i manage to go through with booking my flight they emailed me to let me know that they rescheduled my 4 pm return flight. really? how is that ok? if i wanted to leave chicago at 640 pm i would have picked the 640 pm departure. but oh wait... you only have 2 flights to ft lauderdale a day. when i call to complain about the time change i am told they can put me on the other flight (6 am) free of charge... oh wow, how generous.

but fine - i get to chicago safely-ish. i have a great 4 days and now i'm heading home. i get to the airport at 615 for a 720 flight that was delayed from 640. but i am told my bag "may not make it home with me" because i missed the luggage cut off for the flight's original departure time. after pleading with the moron at the desk i'm told that they will "try to get my bag on but it is not likely". and when i get to the gate the plane hasn't even arrived so how am i LATE for luggage?! assholes. when we do finally board i am sitting in the filthiest seat of my life. crumbled butterfingers in my chair, on the ground, in the aisle... weird 1970's child molester to my left and thumper in front of me. this guy banged his chair into my knee for the entire flight. oh and my favorite part was the very annoying man writing me notes on the vomit bag. now that's how you pick up a girl for real!

my luggage made it. my sanity did not. eff you spirit.