MAG! Ten years ago, on my Honeymoon, thank you very much, Mister and I spent SIX HOURS at O'Hare waiting for a plane to take us to San Juan so we could get on the cruise ship. The original plane was grounded in Milwaukee and they kept telling us, it'll be here any minute, it'll be here any minute, they're just fixing a little part, it'll be here any minute. Time passed like cold molasses in January. I'm thinkin, there better be some bloody marys in this for me.... they brought us around a soft drink cart but that was simply not going to do. We continued to suffer and wait.
Finally, they called us down to another gate. They told us we were on standby. If you're ever on standby, it helps to have a last name within the first few letters of the alphabet - not only did we get on the plane, but we were in FIRST CLASS. And I got my bloody mary.
There was yet another comedy of errors on the way back but I don't care to revisit it just now. :)