If memory serves, the man showed up at the baggage check-in at T.F. Green Airport in Providence.
I think my wife and I were going to Los Angeles — Ontario, to be technical, since that was where Southwest flew — by way of Las Vegas.
Seeing the line, he was asking if someone would help him get to the front faster … as he had just gotten there, an hour before his flight.
I had exactly zero sympathy.
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