PHI - ATL Delta
Return trip to Atlanta from Philly. I hang around the counter and ahhhhh yes, I'm cleared for a complimentary first class upgrade. Life is good.
But only for a fleeting moment. 20 minutes later I hear my name being paged on the public address. Gee sir, we're so very sorry, but at the same time we were clearing you for a first class upgrade someone purchased a first class ticket. So we won't be able to honor your upgrade tonight but here, have a free cocktail and 10,000 Skymiles on Delta.
*grumble grumble grumble*
I board the plane and trudge towards my lousy very-last-row-of-the-plane seat and I happen to glance at the bastid who took "my" seat 2A in first class...
and son-of-a-gun if it isn't Mick "Mankind" Foley, the same wrestler I ran into coming INTO Philly a few nights earlier!! He's hitting seriously on the sweet young thing sitting next to him in "my" seat ("I'm an author...seriously! and I've been on just about every morning talk show...blah blah blah").
I decide then and there that I hate Mankind.
