I'm freezing at the airport. In the moments where I'd normally be pondering my mortality, I'm feeling angry because the curbside check-in skycap yelled at me for not tipping him. I didn't know it was standard practice and now I'm mad because I was yelled at AND glad that I didn't tip him so take that. Things would be better if this terminal were warmer and had McDonalds. I'm sitting behind two tiny old Russian ladies with white hair who are propping up their cankles and speaking at a pace I can understand.
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