I had to take a quick flight this week for a business meeting. The woman across the aisle from me on the plane that morning was wearing a very smart looking white silk slacks and blouse combo. During the flight, she ordered a Bloody Mary. I noted what she was wearing and thought that if this was a movie, it would be the cliché that the drink would spill all over her. Not fifteen seconds later, the plane hit a bump, the woman's hand went up, the tomato juice cocktail flew out of the plastic cup and in an instant was covering her blouse and slacks. I really had to control myself not to laugh at the slapstick nature of the scene.
The woman screamed and jumped out of her seat, then ran to the lavatory at the front of the plane. I could see the flight attendant handing her napkins and a can of club soda, but it was easy to deduct that there was no way this was going to end well for the white silk.
The woman was fuming. The whole plane could hear her yelling at the flight attendant that this was all the flight attendant's fault as the flight attendant should have warned her that tomato juice can stain and the plane might hit turbulence. The flight attendant said how sorry she was that this happened but (wisely) avoided pointing out that the woman already should know that tomato juice stained and that if she was going to wear white, she should be careful about what came near her. The woman continuted fuming and complaining for the rest of the flight.
When we landed, the woman - now in a wet, white outfit with pinkish orange splotches of color - was screaming at some poor customer service rep. about how she was going to sue. I wish I had had the time to hang around to see what finally happened.
The woman screamed and jumped out of her seat, then ran to the lavatory at the front of the plane. I could see the flight attendant handing her napkins and a can of club soda, but it was easy to deduct that there was no way this was going to end well for the white silk.
The woman was fuming. The whole plane could hear her yelling at the flight attendant that this was all the flight attendant's fault as the flight attendant should have warned her that tomato juice can stain and the plane might hit turbulence. The flight attendant said how sorry she was that this happened but (wisely) avoided pointing out that the woman already should know that tomato juice stained and that if she was going to wear white, she should be careful about what came near her. The woman continuted fuming and complaining for the rest of the flight.
When we landed, the woman - now in a wet, white outfit with pinkish orange splotches of color - was screaming at some poor customer service rep. about how she was going to sue. I wish I had had the time to hang around to see what finally happened.
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