I am currently sitting in the hotel at Shannon Airport. I do not want to be in Ireland. I want to be in Boston. Our flight from Edinburgh was delayed with a minor mechanical problem this morning. It was fixed very quickly. Ground staff were not so quick to come push our plane back off so we sat and sat and sat and sat. 2 hours in a roasting plane and so missed our connection in Shannon. Now we are supposed to fly out tomorrow lunchtime, 24 hours late. We were only in Boston for four nights in the first place and it’s my hometown. I haven’t been back in 8 years. 8 years. We have so many friends and family to meet and I’ve spent today madly trying to reschedule everyone and work out what/who we need to drop. 
In August, we had a five hour delay to Toronto and missed two flight connections to Vancouver. In February we had a delay from Florence which ended up with a mad run through Schiphol to just catch our connection. The previous Easter our flight home from St Petersburg was cancelled and we were put on a flight 11 hours EARLIER.
I could go on and on and on about our bad luck with flights over the years, but hopefully you get the picture.
Please please please cheer me up with your tales of woe and delayed and/or cancelled flights. Pretty please? It will make me feel better and I am feeling very sorry for myself right now.