Airlines can be a schizophrenic bunch, my darling pumpkins. One minute theyâ€™re at the door with flowers, chocolates and a couple of foil packets in their pockets. The next theyâ€™re getting all stroppy and threatening to cast you off like yesterdayâ€™s blue ice. You canâ€™t have it both ways, big boys.
While United is channeling Dr. Jekyll, others are taking on the roll of Mr. Hyde, waving dollar bills in your pretty pumpkin faces. Honestly darlings, donâ€™t even ask if theyâ€™ll respect you in the morningâ€¦ the answer is as plain as an inflight meal.
Itâ€™s strangely silent out there this morningâ€¦ are you waiting for the sound of the next penny to dropâ€¦ the tender words we all want to hear? Iâ€™m still waitingâ€¦