The first plane we got on was trash. After an hour and a half on the tarmac, they let us know that the plane had a malfunctioning engine. We deboarded and had to wait more hours for a new plane. Right before boarding that new plane, we were informed the new plane was ALSO trash. A few hours later, we finally were able to board a plane, only to find out that the crew had been summoned to fly to Salt Lake City so we had to wait ANOTHER hour for a crew to hop off an inbound flight to take us to Atlanta. We left Dallas seven hours later than our ticketed time, but at least the plane wasn’t trash. And for our time and trouble, American Airlines sent me 2,500 miles. Yay, bitches. Yay.