Tickets? We Don't Need No Tickets!

So I decided to take a break from life and take a little trip.  It started off like any other trip.  A somewhat long and apprehensive drive. Checking in at the counter - Swiping the card.  A quick pat-down. Off to the gate.  We boarded the aircraft - packed in like sardines - and prepared for takeoff.  

The Engine's whine pierced through the hull of the aircraft. Brakes released. And we were off.  Down the runway torwards the ocean. A quick influx of G-force, and the plane was off the ground.  We sailed skyward toward the West. 

 Like any other flight, after about 10minutes the pilot chimed in.  This time was different though.  This time he didn't say we could turn on our portable electronic devices; or that we could move freely about the cabin, but to have our seatbelts fastened while seated.  Someone would be coming through the cabin checking for tickets.

Tickets? Yeah tickets.  Like on the train.  The guy with the funny/sweet hat comes through to check and punch tickets. Not a big deal. Small inconvenience. One big problem. No Ticket.

-Tickets?  

-What tickets?  

-Tickets sir, where are your tickets? 

-I don't need a ticket - I gave it to the guy at the airport. 

-Tickets Sir?! (his voice rising is disgust over my insolence). 

-Look, I dont have any tickets with me. Can't we resolve this once we land?

-No Sir.  I will have to ask you to leave Sir.

-I'm sorry?

-You will have to leave Sir!  Out you go!

-But we're at 13,000feet!

-Have a good day Sir.  Bu-bye.

And with that irritating 2syllable SNL line resinating - I left the aircraft.

What crazy mixed up world this is.

Happy New Year!

LoveLife