United Airlines Slowdown: Deadheads In Uniform

A co-worker who’s trying to fly United today is stuck at O’Hare because she was told she’d checked in juuuuust a couple of minutes too late to check baggage and was bumped from her flight. Then she was told that the next flight she was standing by for was oversold, but the airline is putting 20 flight attendants and pilots on in full uniform so they can go to Denver (her destination). A UA res person I spoke to just now was extremely tactful and careful about how she worded it, but the flight ops record is tagged that employees in uniform “MUST RIDE.” I couldn’t get her to state positively that they’re traveling to crew flights that have been disrupted by a CHAOS work-slowdown, though. She just was reassuring me that everything’s fine and she doesn’t know anything about any “action.” However, she certainly took her time to slow the call down.

Meanwhile, my co-worker says they’re all boarding the flight, in their shiny uniforms, as paying passengers in the departure gate area are being told there are no seats. Also, the gate has been changed several times just to aggravate everyone. UPDATE: At this point it’s possible that the people in uniforms are being deployed to Denver to work flights that are being disrupted. So it’s not just aggravating, it’s confusing. And my friend might well be misinterpreting things. We’ll see.

Nice, United flight attendants. Way to curry favor with the traveling public. Luckily for you, there are also weather and air traffic delays today, so your actions are somewhat camoflaged.

UPDATE: my co-worker called back to say that the planeload of uniformed flight attendants and pilots pulled back from the gate, went out to the tarmac, then turned around and came back to another gate and they all got off. Then the gate attendants started calling for all the people who’d been bumped earlier to come get on, and they were evidently making an issue of all the people who had checked in but weren’t on the plane. So they had to pull baggage off. And the flight, according to my friend, took off with 20 empty seats.

It’s looking a little less like a legit “we’re moving crew around” thing and more like an illegit “we’re just screwing you around” thing.

Fan. Shit. Hit.

Justice Sandra Day O’Connor has resigned. I just happened to have an NPR webcast on and heard the Resident’s statement.

And Justice Rehnquist is stepping down any time now, too. The climate in this country is going to get remarkably stormy and dangerous for women whose birth control method fails them.

Thank God I got the snip, and I’m probably already past it anyway. But thank God.

I’ve already stopped by the NARAL Pro-Choice America website. They’re asking for people to contact our senators. If you have a story to tell, there’s a website called I’m Not Sorry.

It seems to me that we’re about to lose a lot of rights, priveliges and freedoms, and it’s not going to stop at just reproductive issues. I think the religious fundamentalists are going to stop at nothing before they impose their religion on all of us.

What other shit is about to hit the fan?

Originally, I was going to write a nice post about how much NPR means to me, and how on our various trips in the U.S., we find the local NPR stations so that we always take a piece of “home” with us.

I see that the Senate will now be voting on funding for NPR and PBS, so if you enjoy commercial free radio and great music on your local public station, please consider emailing or writing your senator expressing your support.

When we’re in Colorado, we listen to KUNC. This goes right back to our “second date,” which was a trip to Boulder and Rocky Mountain National Park. David lived in Chicago, I lived in Seattle, and our first date was his visit on Memorial Day weekend in 1995. That July, we met up and had a wonderful 10-day road trip all around Colorado. We happened upon KUNC because it was on the clock radio in our room at the Alps, and we found that we could tune it in all over the state because of their network of repeaters.

Oh. My. God.

An entire month of festivities has begun in an annual festival designed to remind the humble employees that we are a valuable part of the company. It’s fairly innocuous, rah-rah stuff, with treats and events most days. And special dress-up fun, too.

It’s all in good fun and only coincidentally it runs the entire month before the company-wide employee survey, which is important in our world because some management ratings are based on it.

Today we were supposed to show up in company logowear. We’ve been given a variety of freebie shirts over the years, so I dragged the first one I found out of a drawer.

Someone, however, has taken this theme to the extreme. A supervisor showed up wearing a large cardboard box with the company logo enlarged, photocopied, and pasted all over it. With a company logo shirt on underneath, of course, because she can’t sit down and work while wearing the box. Which is ironic, because she’s really good at thinking outside the box.

And no, I can’t take a picture. It may be worth a thousand words, but it’s also worth more than my job, thank you very much, so no pix for you.

I’ve got more to say on Things in General, but it’s only low-level grousing, so into the extended entry it goes.
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