Why I Finally Walked Away From Airport Chaos
I’ll never forget the last time I tried to be my own DFW airport chauffeur. A crucial client meeting in Dallas, a flight delayed by thunderstorms, and the Texas heat hitting me like a wall as I sprinted for the rental car shuttle. I stood in a line that wasn't moving, my suit jacket wilting, staring at my phone as the meeting time crept closer. I finally got to the counter, only to be...
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