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So, this weekend just been I went to Melbourne (via Sydney) for a surprise Birthday party.
The current running joke is every single time I've
left Oz-land, I've been 'randomly' selected for "Explosive residue testing" as I go through customs. They swab your bag zips, your pockets and put it in a little scanner, etc. I swear they have a note that comes up when they scan my passport that says "F*ck with this guy"
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So, waiting at the gate in Melbourne coming home again, they are changing planes (Translation - BROKEN PLANE. - thank you George Carlin) - Fine, this happens, and I don't really mind. I like flying on non-broken planes. Tis a small cut into the short time I have between flights, but I can make it still.
HOW EVER - To the inconsiderate W*NKERS who checked in, but didn't board the plane. SCREW YOU ASSHOLES, may your flights be bumpy, turbulent, and cost you rebooking fees. YOU are the reason all the events after this happened. Due to security rules, your bags had to be taken out of the cargo hold before we could leave. AFTER they paged you multiple times. You checked in, we know your here.
Thanks to you, we (two other people were getting the same connecting flight as me) almost missed our flight home, not only did we land as my next flight was boarding, I was the last one to get on and they were holding the plane for us. To the passengers on the second plane, I'm sorry. See above.
The good. To the airline staff. You people were amazing. You've always been nice and friendly in general, but you all did small things that made it that much better this time. To the male flight attendant on the first flight, sorry, I didn't get your name. But thankyou for
- Moving me to a seat closer to the front exit, so I could get off sooner.
- Keeping us upto date with wether we'd make the connection.
To the flight crew and ground staff, thankyou for getting the people mover go-kart thingy for us (First time on one of those, felt so important. but had to resist going "WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" it was fun.) Thankyou for holding the transfer bus to get us to the international terminal, and giving us the quick pass tickets to get through lines quicker.
To the crew of the second flight - Thank you for waiting. See above. I must have looked a sight, running down the terminal to the gate (which, knowing my luck, had to be at the other end of the building from the bus stop :|)
To the flight attendant whos name I did get. The simple act of coming up to me after I sat down, and asking if I wanted a glass of water, was greatly appreciated, and I consider an above and beyond act. Thankyou.
Returning to blasting the people who held up the first flight. Thanks to you, my bag is still in fecking Sydney. Good thing I could get a change of clothes.. oh wait no I cant. Well atleast I've got my keys to get inside my flat... oh no I dont. And my access cards for work.... Wait no don't have them either.
I did how ever, open my duty free when I got to mums, and toasted to never having an uneventful flight out of Australia.
((And yes, I'm writing a letter to the airline thanking them, and asking them to pass it to the staff))
The current running joke is every single time I've
left Oz-land, I've been 'randomly' selected for "Explosive residue testing" as I go through customs. They swab your bag zips, your pockets and put it in a little scanner, etc. I swear they have a note that comes up when they scan my passport that says "F*ck with this guy"
/background
So, waiting at the gate in Melbourne coming home again, they are changing planes (Translation - BROKEN PLANE. - thank you George Carlin) - Fine, this happens, and I don't really mind. I like flying on non-broken planes. Tis a small cut into the short time I have between flights, but I can make it still.
HOW EVER - To the inconsiderate W*NKERS who checked in, but didn't board the plane. SCREW YOU ASSHOLES, may your flights be bumpy, turbulent, and cost you rebooking fees. YOU are the reason all the events after this happened. Due to security rules, your bags had to be taken out of the cargo hold before we could leave. AFTER they paged you multiple times. You checked in, we know your here.
Thanks to you, we (two other people were getting the same connecting flight as me) almost missed our flight home, not only did we land as my next flight was boarding, I was the last one to get on and they were holding the plane for us. To the passengers on the second plane, I'm sorry. See above.
The good. To the airline staff. You people were amazing. You've always been nice and friendly in general, but you all did small things that made it that much better this time. To the male flight attendant on the first flight, sorry, I didn't get your name. But thankyou for
- Moving me to a seat closer to the front exit, so I could get off sooner.
- Keeping us upto date with wether we'd make the connection.
To the flight crew and ground staff, thankyou for getting the people mover go-kart thingy for us (First time on one of those, felt so important. but had to resist going "WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" it was fun.) Thankyou for holding the transfer bus to get us to the international terminal, and giving us the quick pass tickets to get through lines quicker.
To the crew of the second flight - Thank you for waiting. See above. I must have looked a sight, running down the terminal to the gate (which, knowing my luck, had to be at the other end of the building from the bus stop :|)
To the flight attendant whos name I did get. The simple act of coming up to me after I sat down, and asking if I wanted a glass of water, was greatly appreciated, and I consider an above and beyond act. Thankyou.
Returning to blasting the people who held up the first flight. Thanks to you, my bag is still in fecking Sydney. Good thing I could get a change of clothes.. oh wait no I cant. Well atleast I've got my keys to get inside my flat... oh no I dont. And my access cards for work.... Wait no don't have them either.
I did how ever, open my duty free when I got to mums, and toasted to never having an uneventful flight out of Australia.
((And yes, I'm writing a letter to the airline thanking them, and asking them to pass it to the staff))
) and I was fall down tired. Even the flight attendants were awesome, I think they could tell it was the first time I flew cross country alone.
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