A busy Midwest Airlines flight was canceled, and a single agent was left rebooking a long line of frustrated travelers.
Out of nowhere, an irate passenger shoved his way to the desk, slapped his ticket down, and barked, “I NEED to be on this flight, and it HAS to be FIRST CLASS!”
The agent remained calm and replied, “I’m sorry, sir. I’ll be happy to assist you, but I need to help these folks first. Once I’ve taken care of them, I’m sure we’ll work something out.”
Not satisfied with her response, the man raised his voice so everyone in the terminal could hear. “DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM?”
Without missing a beat, the agent picked up the microphone for the public address system. “May I have your attention, please?” she announced, her voice echoing through the terminal.
“We have a passenger at Gate 22 who DOES NOT KNOW WHO HE IS. If anyone can assist him in identifying himself, please come to Gate 22 immediately.”
The line of passengers erupted in laughter. The man, now red-faced, leaned in and hissed, “F*** you!”
Still unfazed, the agent smiled sweetly and said, “I’m sorry, sir, but you’ll need to get in line for that as well.”
LOL!!
Flight Attendant Gives Hilarious Response To An Arrogant Rich Woman
My flight was being served by a gay flight attendant, who was camping it up outrageously.
He seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinks.
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us: ”Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he’ll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super.”
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed an extremely well-dressed and exotic young woman hadn’t moved a muscle.
“Perhaps you didn’t hear me over those big brute engines but I asked you to raise your tray, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground.”
She calmly turned her head and said, “In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one.”
To which the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat:
“Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I’m called a Queen, so I outrank you. Tray up, Bitch.”
