I was in a meeting with someone forbusiness today and they were telling me about a horrible situation they had two weeks ago. They were traveling back from vacation and while at the airport began to v**. He said he v** two or three times before it was time to board. He said he had a fever and body aches and just knew it had to be avirus. He said the terminal agent actually saw him v** in a trash bin near the gate. He got on the plane, where he v** about 11 times during the five hour flight.
Okay folks - I lost it on him. I went totally ape-s**t on this guy. I asked him how his cabinmates liked their journey with him. He said they were really pretty stand offish and he got a little po'ed that they were not more sympathetic What did he expect, someone to ask if they wanted toswap gum with him? Here dude, have a sip of my soda?
I asked him if the airline knew he was sick? Now listen to this. The terminal agent was worried that he was drunk, but once he said he "just had a virus" she was okay with letting him board. Quite frankly, while I don't appreciate v**, I could deal better with someone v** from drink than a virus. Alcohol v** is not contagious to me or anyone else and it has a short life. The virus thing could be potentially dangerous to someone on the plane who has either AIDs, another compromised immune system disorder or is possibly going through chemotherapy. I can't believe the dingbat terminal agent who let this leper on the plane.
Today I was watching CNN about theAvian flu and they said the main, ifnot the only, way this flu will spread will beby airplane travel. Supposedly the airlines are doing everything to help diminish the spread of this potentially fatal and catastrophic influenza. First, IMO,they have to keep the projectile v***ters off of planes.
Don't get me wrong, I feel sorry for anyone who becomes ill while in-flight. We all know that sv's come on fast and strong so we cannot fault anyone who gets on board an aircraft feeling fine and the into the flight gets sick. It could happen to any of us. However, what kind of village idiot gets on a plane already so terribly sick? Worse yet, what kind of demented terminal agent nods with a smile asa Typhoid Mary (or John) boardsa five hour flight with two hundred plus passengers? Quite frankly, I'll drive.
I am seething.
Stella