@sullybiker HELLO FELLOW OLD PERSON! I could gas up my car on my shitty tips from my hostess job and have money left over for a pack of Camel straights and GO GO GO--drive anywhere. I could kiss my loved ones goodbye at the gate and sink into a seat that accommodated my very average sized body. No one took their fucking shoes off at security or on the plane. Flights weren't cancelled willy nilly. There was no Airbnb scraping your information and screeching about deposits, you could just show up and pay cash for a hotel you'd read about in Fodor's.
When you got there people acted like they were happy to see you. I had counter and desk jobs with a name tags...my boss would bust my nuts if I wasn't polite at all times. There were no digital kiosks malfunctioning, resulting in a massive queue with not enough humans attending the inevitable failures. It was understood that there would be too much staff because not enough staff was a disaster and an unacceptable customer experience.
How are there so many layers of bureaucracy and yet not enough humans to keep the plates spinning