Rib-crackingly funny
Monday, April 03, 2006
Last Saturday at about 7am I stood looking up at one of the small Gatwick (North Terminal) departure lounge screens, checking on our flight to Geneva. A man and woman came and stood beside me. He looked at the screen for a moment. Then there was this exchange:
Four days later I cracked two ribs. Is that a coincidence?
HE: Oh, shit, it's delayed to 8.30.I cannot be alone in finding the inanity of that question bordering on the frightening. The man is looking at a screen of flight times. There is a fair chance that the only flight he is interested in is the one that he and the woman are hoping to take. His disappointment is evident. What else can he be talking about?
SHE: What is?
Four days later I cracked two ribs. Is that a coincidence?
