Saturday, January 9, 2010

I Gotta Say

I'm getting to despise flying, but only when I'm not on the plane.

Folks, these people have it tough, the ones who serve you your chickenorbeef. You think slinging burgers at Harvey's is bad, you should see what THEY do. They basically work their fucking asses off. I simply cannot imagine moving food carts about a cabin 37,000 feet above the Pacific and encountering sudden turbulence -- hey, like it or not, there's no turbulence at a McDonald's -- and fearing your head is going to be the new ceiling ornament of the day.

Pilots. schmilots -- okay, so they're actually FLYING the fucking thing, but at least they're strapped in at all times and don't have to give nobody the time of day if they don't want.

So next time you fly, don't give the cabin crew any hassles -- I MIGHT BE SITTING BEHIND YOU AND YOUR HEAD WILL BE THE NEW CEILING ORNAMENT.

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