“Goood
evening lads and gentmen,
The
inflight announcement crackled through the speakers. Apparently they don’t like
ladies and gentlemen inside the flight anymore and prefer to greet only the
‘lads and gent men ’.Whoever they are
May I
have your kind tension please?”
I
wasn’t sure if I fitted the category of a ‘lad’ or a ‘gentmen’ but I sure had
lots of stress and tension with me that I was more than willing to give away to
that pretty inflight attendant who made this strange request. Why would she
request others for their kind tension? Or was it kind attention?
Mr.
Nara…aa..ya..n…
Even
in deep sleep I could sense that someone was having a fight with my name. I
woke up in time to save the struggling flight attendant and more importantly my
name (actually that’s my father’s name) by helping her with my rather easy to
pronounce …Bhaskar
Sir
you have a pre booked Veg meal. May I have your boarding pass please?
As I
pick my boarding pass and hand it over to her, she poses a tough question
Would
you prefer vegetarian or non - vegetarian, Sir
If I
prefer a non-vegetarian meal, why would I pre book a veg meal? I chose to show
my annoyance by showing a V symbol (for veg) with my fingers. I was too sleepy
to answer anyway. Can I have a sandwich please? Not because I like it but
because that’s the first option I could think of.
Cucumber
tomato or spinach lettuce or paneer sandwich?
Another
multiple choice question. After a quick inky-pinky-ponky in the head I took
that tough decision – “cucumber tomato please”
Sorry
sir we don’t have it.
Annoyed
as I was my ego did not permit me to go back to the poor spinach and panneer
that I said no to in the first place. So I asked for a fruit cake
Sorry
Sir, it’s out of stock
I felt
like screaming out loud. I was in row 3 for God’s sake. How can something go
out of stock when the food service had barely started, But I held back my
frustration and politely asked the girl, “What else do you have”
Sir,
please go through our menu in the inflight magazine kept in your seat pocket
Now
that strange request made by the flight attendant as soon as we boarded the
flight - “May I have your kind tension please” made sense to me. She probably
wanted to collect as much tension as she could from the others so that she
could pass them all on to me. Unfortunately for me, she succeeded
I
didn’t know if I was more hungry or angry staring at the small box of chilli
pepper cashew in front of me. Apparently that’s all the vegetarian choice they
had for me.
By the
way, I had asked for a box of salted cashew.
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