If Walt Disney World bills itself as the Happiest Place on Earth, then I think O'Hare airport is the opposite... the Least Happy / "Miserablest" Place on Earth. As you might guess, that is where I am right now, working on my 12th consecutive hour. This includes at least an hour wandering around, an hour or two waiting for my plane to board, at least 2 hours in that plane on the tarmac waiting to be cleared to take off because of weather, then returning to the terminal for more of the sitting & wandering and finally 3 or 4 hours of sleeping /slash/ laying horizontally on a cot with a thin blanket until we were herded out just before 4am local time.
I know, I know, we have all had experiences like this. Heck, I've had experiences similar to this before. This is one of those times it sucks not to live in a big hub and not wanting to spend the $ and deal with the complications and fatigue of just renting a car to come home. Looks like an extra half day of work I get to take off.
Anyway, where I was going with all of this is just that I don't think I've ever had an experience here at O'Hare that was any better than marginal. So as I'm walking past all of their '2016 Olympics candidate city' posters, I am bitterly thinking to myself that we shouldn't funnel that kind of traffic through here unless we want them to hate the U.S. more. I know, though, I guess, that if this is their final destination, they won't be sleeping in the cot city like I was.
I just think it's a really unhappy place, that's all.
*edit* good grief, even the background elevator music in the terminal is skipping!!!!