Friday, October 2, 2009

QANTAS, Alice Springs to Darwin

I walked up to the back of the plane with my coffee cup, finishing it on the way. Not wanting to be the dude walking into the toilets with an empty cup, I tried to find where they put the rubbish in the galley. Nothing seemed immediately bin-like, so I asked the stewardess (if that's what they're called these days) where I should put my rubbish.
She indicated to the toilets and said, "You can stick it in the chute."
"Well, you can shove it up your arse!" is one of the witty comebacks I didn't come up with at the time.

No comments:

Post a Comment