Steven Slater , “What Color is Your Parachute, dude?” Enquiring minds want to know. Exit, stage left………or was that Emergency Exit, stage left?
Hand me that other cold one , will you?
It was another one of those days, wasn’t it?
Your high speed, French, aluminum-tubed cattle car was just yards away….no, feet away, no, no, just inches away for home plate and…and …… game over.
Brakes set, seat belt light off and you’re out of this pig pen……YES !
Your last syllable of “Home again, Home again, and I’m out of here” had not made it past your whispering lips.
THEN, it happened……… like clockwork. Those important people get out of their rented seats to retrieve their overhead luggage. This is before the aircraft is stopped and the seat belt light is extinguished.
OMG, here we go AGAIN…..for the millionth time.