I'm sitting on a flight, returning to B'lore, my new city. My aisle co-passenger arrives to no seat cushion. While she looks around seeking assistance, I wonder, if there is no solution to her predicament and she has to just sit on what looks like the bed rock of all air plane seats.
If she does, she will known what the Game of Thrones throne feels like. The chances of impaling one's eye or other organs are so high, I'm surprised Cerci even allowed Joffery, and then her second son around it. Hey, what ever said and done, Cerci was a doting mother.
The second instance that was noteworthy was when an announcement is made that our flight is going to be delayed due to runway issues. As soon as this announcement is made, I wait for the lawlessness to rule. For this to be published in on the front page of the newspaper.
"Ruly goes Unruly"
It got as lawless as a late afternoon flights get. I will share a picture shortly. And when I do, you will see the rebels clearly. Some stand in line for the loo to relieve their rebellious bladders while others are stretch out their rebellious legs, while the rest rest their rebellious minds and bodies with a quick rebellious nap, letting out a rebellious snore now and then.
Why you ask? Two words.
A.C.
My aisle seat companion, gets her aisle seat placed at its rightful position. This to-be-lawyer, in the next half hour, manages to get a complimentary drink (a masala chai) as compensation for the delay.
This mandates for the formulation of a lawyer joke :
How many lawyers does it take to get a complimentary drink as a compensation for a delay?
None. My intern will do it for you.
Come back with a real case.
Just kidding. That will be Rs. 720.
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