Wonder if that nice, patient AC staffer used to work for the ‘other’ airline?

Case in point – not that long ago one Friday morning I got hauled off an A/C plane because I was travelling on a cheap ticket (doing volunteer duty for a non-profit trying to save money) during a gathering snowstorm at Pearson and then I could not get help getting on a later flight that day for love nor money.

Clearly, the elite frequent flyer business types were getting first dibs on all remaining seats that day.

This went on all day and with a weekend looming and no possibility of any voucher whatsoever in sight, finally a very nice ticket agent took pity and got me on the next flight out (about 10 hours after I was first forced from my already buckled seat in the 23rd row) in business class.

As I was leaving I asked, “Why the heck did you make the effort to help me when my ticket clearly must of said ‘don’t'?”

She just smiled and flipped up her lapel.

Underneath there was a small pin.

It said……..

“Canadian”.

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The one social note was going to be a rushed dinner with two of my brothers and one of their families after the committee meeting. But even that fell by the wayside as flight after flight was cancelled, and I scooted to YOW four hours early to avoid being bumped.

But I made it to my destination, which is more than I can say for a lot of the folks in that departure lounge…