Am I Continental?

So I’m sitting at a Continental gate in St. Louis. They’re way behind the times here: no fancy screens with flight times, plasma or otherwise. They have numbers they put up on the board like prices at a deli. So the flight still shows on time because no one is there to change it. I can see online, thanks to my EVDO card, that it’s 1:20 late… for far. I’m tempted to shout out to all the other people in the room what I know. But then I fear they’ll think I’m the gate agent in disguise.

: LATER: The Continental agent just showed up. She’s saying it’s an hour late. I know from online that it’s longer. If I say anything, I’ll be in competition with her. Information is power. Information is trouble.