This isn’t much of an exaggeration. Before I met my wife I’d get to the airport three hours early, just so I knew nothing could go wrong. My wife prefers to get to the gate right when they’re boarding. She says she’s “never missed a flight,” but I get little comfort from that when standing in the security line and staring at the time on my boarding pass.

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