Poor girl doesn't know what she is.

This reminds me of the story about the CO departure gate at Newark. An aggressive Nu Yoiker was thumping the desk demanding “his” upgrade to LAX. The agent had politely told him that First Class had checked in full, and his seat 40 rows back in coach was his home for the next few hours, and the flight was about to board.

Red faced Elite screams at the gate agent.

“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM ???”

And which point with theatrical timing gate agent picks up the gate microphone and calmly announces: “Ladies and gentlemen, as you may have heard, this Gentleman does not know who he is. If anyone can assist him, please approach the podium”.

To which the 200 passengers guffawed loudly, and Mr Elite shrunk to the size of his Platinum card.

Sorry – hope this anecdote was not disrupting the flow of this intelligent thread. If so – GO % * # &@%# @! )@&*(?% (I just love the Queen’s English.)



[This message has been edited by geordie6 (edited 03-27-2002).]