A regular reader and I were talking today (Jim) and he asked me if I have taken any more interesting flights...due to the fact that I have a thing about flying a bit and a habit of referring to flight attendants as "Air Clowns". And you know, in honor of that I will expose my recent findings concerning the airline industry.
What the hell is wrong with Airplanes? Are they THAT technologically sensitive? I mean, I can connect to the internet in ANY coffee shop in the country. I could arrange my cell phone to communicate with my car - due to bluetooth technology...and I can stop live television and rewind it - thanks to Tivo. But if I turn on my Gameboy during take-off the damn plane will crash??
Come ON!!! It's a freaking gameboy!
This is how it went down:
"This is your AirClown speaking...please buckle your worthless hides in the seat, turn off all electronic devices, including cell phones, two way pagers, and curling irons."
Everyone but me complies - because I don't think the rules apply to me. Air Clown marches down the aisle like a bride possessed...stalks past me then stops abruptly...backs up and places her hand on my seat. "Sir, could you please turn that off?" Less like a question really, and more like an adult talking to a pre-schooler who had just shat himself.
"Tommy - did you go poo poo in your diaper again? Ugh, you must learn to use the restroom...you are too old to be doing that in your diaper you little cretin!"
Use the exact same voice you used in your head when you read that...and you'll come close to the tone that AC used with me. I say, "It's only a Gameboy...does it really interfere?" (Using my best doe eyes) She counters, "Please turn of the game sir." Only - I don't like the way she says Sir...like she stepped on something squishy and it made her face screw up. I offer again, "But, it's a video game...it doesn't even take up much power...I'm sure the magnetic field encompassing this machine is so miniscule that even the most sensitive of equipment couldn't register it's existence."
Or maybe I just said..."Puuhllleeeaaseee"
Air Clown wasn't having it...she was going to tow the company line and that was all there was to it. But come one...it's an effen gameboy! Made me feel like a terrorist for wanting to play it...I was right in the middle of a wonderful winning streak of Zelda too.
The airlines can stop pretending now. The magic curtain that used to seperate us from them is split. We no longer find it fascinating to fly. Nobody dresses up JUST to fly anymore...we get the joke. It's a bus in the sky...nobody really wants to get on...they just want to get wherever they are going fast.
If it was so important to NOT have electronic devices on while you fly, then why do they allow you to answer your cell phone on a private charter? It's the airlines last remaining power play...keep us down and they will continue to gouge us with over-inflated prices, crappy, customer service, and low rent policies such as this.
Piss on em...I'm playing Zelda.