Today is my birthday. As birthdays go, it hasn’t been in the top 5 all-time. I’m in NYC, and my flight home has been repeatedly — and incrementally– delayed. Every half hour or so my phone buzzes and another delay is announced, always with “apologies for the inconvenience.” I’m now looking at a departure time that is more than three hours after the scheduled time, and I’m wondering whether the next announcement will be an outright cancellation.
All in all, it’s not the best way to celebrate a birthday. Fortunately, birthdays don’t mean that much to me.