Airhostess (announcement): “The seatbelt sign has been switched off, however for your own
safety…blah ..blah.. blah… refreshments will be served shortly. We will be
serving food for the children first.”
Me (Gosh! I’m so hungry, now I will have to
wait till all those pesky kids are fed! Hmph! )
Airhostess (reaches the row behind my seat, with her
food trolley and her one-liner): ”We will be
serving the children first”.
Me (How much longer?! Sigh!...The smell of food
made my tummy growl)
Airhostess (reaches my row and repeats her
chant): “We are serving the children first”
Me (Alright get on with it fast. There are no
children over here……. Wait! Was she looking in my direction?!!!)
I gave her a meaningful ‘matured’ smile just incase.. you know..
to avoid any confusion…
Airhostess (her eyes and wide smile fixed on
me): “Do you want veg meals or non-veg meals?”
Me (swallowing my pride along with a few years of my age): “Okay, veg meals please”
I was served orange juice with the meal. No wine. No coffee. No tea. :-|
2 comments:
LOL these awkward situations where people treat you like kid, and the way you narrate them, they get to me everytime :v
i laugh really hard ... lol poor you, how was the orange juice by the way?
Orange juice…..well… it tasted like orange juice.. =(
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