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> My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who
>seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and
>drinks. As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down
>the aisle and told us that "Captain M***** has asked me to announce
>that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if
>you could just put your trays up, that would be super."
>
>On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well-dressed and rather
>Arabic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn't
>hear me over those big brute engines but I asked you to raise your
>trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground."
>
>She calmly turned her head and said,
>"In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one."
>
>To which (I swear) the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat,
>"Well, sweet- cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you.
>Tray-up, *****."
>seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and
>drinks. As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down
>the aisle and told us that "Captain M***** has asked me to announce
>that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if
>you could just put your trays up, that would be super."
>
>On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well-dressed and rather
>Arabic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn't
>hear me over those big brute engines but I asked you to raise your
>trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground."
>
>She calmly turned her head and said,
>"In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one."
>
>To which (I swear) the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat,
>"Well, sweet- cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you.
>Tray-up, *****."
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