Stuck Inside of Newark with the Continental Blues Again


They overbooked the last overnight jumbo to Frankfurt,
by eight forty-five it was clear I was not gonna fly.
So I got a cab and I sat in it peevish and rancored
as all of my socks and my underwear flew to Mumbai.
Illustration by Didi Menendez

3 Responses to “Stuck Inside of Newark with the Continental Blues Again”

  1. mrschili Says:

    Ah, yes. The joys of airline travel. Mr. Chili has had quite a few adventures of that sort recently, including a trip to O’Hare just to spend the day in the airport. He flew in at about 9 a.m. local time and missed his connection by the hair’s width. By the time he could have gotten to ABQ, what they needed him there for had already been done, so he just turned around and went home. He left the house at quarter to six in the morning and returned at one thirty am the following day. Stupidness, is what I’m sayin’ here…

  2. kenju Says:

    My daughter was on an overbooked flight out of here on Easter Monday, and she agreed to be bumped and got a $400 voucher! Yay! Then they put her on a plane through Atlanta (in first class) to DC. Whoopee!

  3. Rick Says:

    Socks and underwear arrived safely home this morning. No worse fore wear. Worn by none. Thank you for your prayers, mass cards, and Esperanto incantations.

    Oh, the places they’ve seen!

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