Yep; U "managed" the West coast right into the ground. Tagging flights onto chronically late ones from the east coast, stinky corned beef bagels SFO-SNA; it was all so appalling. No clue then, no clue now. Passengers loved those MD-80s transcon too with just the two potties for 150 people; sometimes just one after the other gave out somewhere west of Witchita; ah, pretty.