Thursday, May 3, 2007

Flying the Furry Skies

Am continuing the absurd cat theme today. Apparently a ginger tabby hid in the luggage of a woman travelling by plane from St. John's to Toronto this week. Best quote from the article:
"They had asked me, when they put ... the luggage through the X-ray, whether I had a turkey," she said.
"(Airport security) kept going back and forth with(the suitcase)," Martell said. "I was adamant: 'Look, I have no turkey.'"
Awesome. Truly.

I'm particularly fond of airports and airlines at the moment because I spent a fair chunk of time last night dealing with the craziness that is online booking at British Airways. When attempting to book a flight to Germany, I couldn't get the website to accept the second leg from Heathrow to Munich. When I finally managed to snare a live person on the phone, I entered the Kafkaesque world of the off-shore tech support person who kept telling me (and this is a direct quote)..."I'm so sorry I can't help you in this matter. But I have been most pleased to help you today." That made my head hurt. So I drank more coffee.

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