So here I am aboard an Air Canada flight. Just sitting in my first class seat at the gate, a Sangria in one hand a copy of Cosmo magazine in the other. I feel a slight sideways push on the aircraft and think nothing of it.
A few moments later our loving captain comes on to tell us that HAHBEEB (I think that was the script on his nametag, I'll check the spelling) had run a belt loader into the aircraft door and the aircraft was no longer airworthy. Here is a copy of a the dialogue that transpired among the passengers...
"Goddamm him, that door looks fine, get the fuhkin airlplane going"
"Westjet never does this, my aunt got cancelled 3 weeks ago on this airline, I'm never flying AC again"
"They better pay for this, I can't believe this garbage, I hear they are making money, maybe they should cut some paycheques and hire some people on the ground"
"Westjet would never do this because they own the bloody airline"
Let me explain to you what was going on.. all these sound waves of BRUTAL were going into my head through the openings above my earlobes and really pissing me off. BTW I missed my connection, c'est la vie. That's price of travel at Mach .8ish!
What is it that keeps you guys and gals from boxing someone's ears when the occasional gremlin pops up and deters the progress of your flight? Does it not seem that the traveling public is getting a little bit more dim-witted by the second? Or perhaps my intellect is just rising at an alarming rate?
