Yesterday, there was almost a crash.
A plane lost an engine in the air, did an emergency landing in Detroit,
where we had no gate, and no personel, and had to stay on the tarmac.
The pilots called a caterer from their cell phones, and had the plane
catered.
We sent a new plane to go get them, and bring them to MKE, where they
recieved vouchers for free round trip tickets and free meals.
When the passengers made it to MKE, they swore at the gate agents, and
called us monkeys.
One would think that being in a crash position and nearly dying, except for
the pilots who literally saved your life, would make you reflect on being an
asshole.
Friday, March 30, 2007
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Assh*oles with axes
Don't you love it when someone trys to pass you using a lane thats
ending, and has been ending for a long time, then cuts you off and
flips you off? People who do that are assholes, as are guys who
strangle their wives and chop up the bodies and disperse the pieces in
a metropark only to retrieve the pieces after finding out the cops are
searching there and then lie about it - especially
when they have kids. Krissy
ending, and has been ending for a long time, then cuts you off and
flips you off? People who do that are assholes, as are guys who
strangle their wives and chop up the bodies and disperse the pieces in
a metropark only to retrieve the pieces after finding out the cops are
searching there and then lie about it - especially
when they have kids. Krissy
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