This scene took place on a BA flight between Johannesburg, South Africa and London, England. A white woman, about 50 years old, was seated next to a black man.
Obviously disturbed by this, she called the air hostess. ”You obviously do not see it then?” she responded. ”You placed me next to a black man. I do not agree to sit next to someone from such a repugnant group. Give me an alternative seat.”
“Be calm please,” the hostess replied. ”Almost all the places on this flight are taken. I will go to see if another place is available.”
The hostess went away and then came back a few minutes later. “Madam, just as I thought, there are no other available seats in the Economy Class. I spoke to the captain and he informed me that there is also no seat in the Business Class. All the same, we still have one place in the First Class.”
Before the woman could say anything, the hostess continued. ”It is not usual for our company to permit someone from the Economy Class to sit in the First Class. However, given the circumstances, the captain feels
that it would be scandalous to make someone sit next to someone sooooo disgusting.” She turned to the black guy, and said, “Therefore, Sir, if you would like to, please collect your hand luggage, a seat awaits you in First Class.” At that moment, the other passengers, who’d been shocked by what they had just witnessed, stood up and applauded.
PS: i don’t know if this is a true story. But if so..WELL DONE, British Airways
A local newspaper ran a competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line… but the least romantic second line. Here are some of the entries they received.
I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s empty and so is your head.
Oh loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don’t take that paper bag off of your face
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes -
Damn, I’m good at telling lies!
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
I see your face when I am dreaming.
That’s why I always wake up screaming
My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe “go to hell”
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime
“Today is International Disadvantaged People’s Day.
Please send an encouraging message to a retarded friend, just as I’ve done.
I don’t care if you lick windows, play with farm animals, vote 4 the wrong guy or occasionally shit yourself..You hang in there sunshine,You’re fucking special..”