August 10, 2000 -- This, to paraphrase that Shakespeare guy, is the summer of our discontent. Just when you thought it couldn't get worse, it has. Planes are later and more crowded then ever. Hotel and car-rental prices are skyrocketing. Etc. Etc. Etc.
You obviously know all these dogs of war because you've been peppering me with a record number of complaints this summer. And, as I've always said, your E-mail messages are much more eloquent about the state of life on the road than I could ever be.
So let's go once more into the breach: Here are some of your absolutely delicious commentaries on the indignities of being a frequent business traveler at the dawn of the 21st century.
MY KINGDOM FOR A PASSENGER BRIDGE
OH, WHAT A TANGLED CHECKPOINT
THE FAULT LIES NOT IN OUR AIRLINES
TOMORROW AND TOMORROW AND TOMORROW
THE SLINGS AND ARROWS OF OUTRAGEOUS FORTUNE
TO SLEEP, PERCHANCE TO MISS A MEETING
HOIST ON OUR OWN SHUTTLE BUS
THE GAME'S AFOOT
FALSTAFF AND FREQUENT FLYERS SWEAT TO DEATH
SUFF'RANCE IS THE BADGE OF ALL OUR TRIBE
LOOK INTO THE SEEDS OF TIME AND SPEAK THEN TO ME