EA/AA/FA wrote June 24, 2000:

QUOTE Noooooo! This is a true story, and I have the scars to prove it. It was my second trip ever - SJU to JFK - I'll never forget it. I was working F/C and the rest of the crew was junior to me - it was their first flight.
A local entrepreneur brought on a flighting rooster in his carry on, and tucked it securely under the seat in front of him. About 1/3 of the way through the 4 1/2 hour flight (somewhere over the Bermuda Triangle) the rooster started crowing. Well, guess what? There was another rooster on board. The owners were trying to quiet the birds, and in so doing, the roosters came out of their bags. They jumped into open the overhead rack and the fight started. People began screaming and moving to the back of the DC-8 stretch. One rooster flew out of the overhead rack and drop-kicked me on the back of my leg between the bottom of my hotpants and the top of my go-go boot. Blood was everywhere. The Second Officer came out of the cockpit with the fire ax, and the owners started screaming. It took about an hour to throw blankets over the birds and shove them into separate lavs.

More stories to follow..... Aaaah the good old days. Now that was flying!

Well, what I didn't say was: Kathy, working in Coach came bounding through the cabin divider curtain screaming "There's a cock fight in the airplane".
Trying to follow proceedure, I went to the interphone in the F/C galley and rang the cockpit. I said "Captain, there are fighting cocks in the back cabin." His response was: "HAHAHAHAHA", and he hung up. No one came out of the cockpit.

Now, a rooster is strutting up the aisle. I ran to the cockpit, grabbed the door, and the entire door came off the the hinges. There I am with the salad cart in the aisle, a rooster strutting up the aisle, and I am holding the entire cockpit door in my hand.

That is when the Second Officer decided to come out with the fire ax.

Yep! Six stitches in my right leg.
END QUOTE.

and on June 25, 2000

QUOTE.....and then there was the time a EWR/SJU passenger brought on his dearly departed mother in a garment bag and hung her in the closet..... True story.....I was there. END QUOTE

QUOTE RDURES1 Because he didn't want to pay the extra to have her shipped..as for the chickens..a friend of mine in res got a call from a pax wanting to take chickens back to guess where?PAP of course. The conversation degenerated until my friend told the pax he could bring the chickens on board if he would cook them first. End of phone call. END QUOTE

Laughing hysterically,
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