Let's face it. If you are in the F concourse, you have no reason to smile. There's a CRJ or Embraer in your immediate future.

This 6 chair shithole wouldn't rank a "1" except for the fact that they have the requisite booze needed to get through the next 2 hours to Appleton, Madison, Sioux Falls, or Tulsa.

Fight your way through the rest of your peers and hope the bartender notices your plea for help. Then, slide over and let the next poor battered bastard get his $8 Sam Adams.

Flag This Review     - jimshady, Saturday, January 16, 2010 at 8:46 AM

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