I'll be DURNED if this thread didn't come to mind this afternoon in Philthadelphia.
No gate agent, I was totally ignored by a supervisor, planeful of pax, 18 minute turn...
LOL, you're getting me all nostalgic for CommutAir's US Airways Express days. I distinctly remember coming into Boston--an ALG station then; not sure now--when the express gates were out along the far end of the terminal, and they were bussing the passengers out to the planes.
So we get to the ramp at about 9:45am (right on time), creep towards the gate so they can hear us in the ops trailer, and we get.... nothing. Nobody comes out. One guy opens the door of the trailer, looks at us, and goes back in: Not his flight, not his problem. So we sit. And sit. On the service road, with our ass out on the taxiway, and cars stacked up in both directions on the service road, giving us dirty looks. (At least we didn't get the finger; that's another story altogether!)
We've waited five minutes now, we've called in repeatedly, we're due out in 10 minutes, and I have to whiz like a racehorse. (It's a 1900 -- no bathroom!) Finally, I look over at the captain: "I have an idea." He shuts down the left engine, I climb out, shut the door, grab wands, and marshal us in.
All of a sudden, the ramp agent in the trailer hears the other engine shut down, and comes running out. He gets right up in my face and says, "What the f--- do you think you're doing?"
I threw the wands at his feet. I was
furious -- this particular agent had made us late every day that week because of his pure laziness, as somehow we always were his assigned flight.
"I was doing your f***ing
job, since you aren't interested. Where the hell were you? Don't even tell me you didn't hear us, because I already know: You were sitting on your ass watching TV in the trailer, like you do every morning when you make us late. We're going to be 20 minutes late out of the gate today. And you know what I'm going to tell Ops when they ask what the delay was? I'm going to say it's a Carlos-wanted-to-watch-
Wheel-of-Fortune delay! Our airline paid US Airways $1300 to 'handle' this flight, and
I had to park the god**** thing myself!"
Then I turned around, and see the captain just laughing his head off at my tirade. I grinned, opened the door as the bus showed up, and wished our passengers a nice day as they went on their way. The ramp guy just stood there, dumbstruck.
Honestly, I have
never had worse service from a US Express station; at that point (late 1999), even PHL did a better job, despite the drug deals going on in that trailer down there. With employees like these guys, I'm
amazed US Airways has stayed in business. I really am.