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For those of you who fly semi-regularly, you've probably experienced the "fun" of being stuck on the tarmac. In a lot of ways it is the perfect parallel to waiting for a Maverick.
Think about it; you're going somewhere new and exciting. Everyone is happy to board the plane. Smiles all around. The captain comes on the PA and says, "Thanks for flying Ford Airways today. We're happy to have you on board today and we look forward to an on-time departure. You should be driving your new Maverick really soon."
Everyone is beaming as the flight door closes and the jet pushes away from the gate. You taxi out onto the tarmac and suddenly realize there are A LOT of other planes awaiting takeoff. After about 20 minutes not moving, you are really starting to wonder what's going on when the captain comes back on the PA. "Good news folks, just heard from the control tower. We are number 267 for departure. Should have you in the air in a couple hours."
Little by little, the plane creeps along the taxi way. After 90 minutes you think maybe you'll actually get into the air today. Then the pilot comes back on the PA. "Folks I've got some bad news. There are some thunderstorms in the vicinity and flight control is closing the airfield temporarily. Shouldn't be more than a couple hours."
Two hours later you've eaten the sandwich and drank the soda you bought in the terminal. You now have an overwhelming urge to pee, only you're in the window seat with two sumo wrestlers in the seats between you and the aisle.
Suddenly a lightning bolts cracks overhead and the skies open. It's raining so hard you can barely see the other planes. The winds pick up and you can feel the plane swaying. You also REALLY have to pee!
Why did I ever sign up for this trip you ask yourself? I should have just planned a "stay cation" and avoided the airport altogether.
Four hours after you boarded the plane, the happy group of passengers you boarded with have disappeared. Instead, they've been replaced with crying babies, screaming kids and flatulent old men who forgot their dentures at the hotel. My goodness you think to yourself. What have I gotten myself into?
Another two hours pass and you have now wet yourself. Fortunately the sumo wrestlers don't seem to have noticed. The wet seat isn't comfortable but at least the awful bladder pressure has passed. Heck, you've made it this long, what else could go wrong? Things have got to get better, right?
Wrong! The captain comes on the PA yet again. "Folks I'm afraid this flight crew has timed out and your flight has been canceled. We will return you to the terminal and you'll all have to wait in line at customer service for rebooking. We will have you all on your way to a shiny, new Maverick as soon as possible. In the meantime, please enjoy a $5 meal voucher courtesy of Ford Airlines."
Welcome to Model Year 23. Are you ready to get back on board?
Think about it; you're going somewhere new and exciting. Everyone is happy to board the plane. Smiles all around. The captain comes on the PA and says, "Thanks for flying Ford Airways today. We're happy to have you on board today and we look forward to an on-time departure. You should be driving your new Maverick really soon."
Everyone is beaming as the flight door closes and the jet pushes away from the gate. You taxi out onto the tarmac and suddenly realize there are A LOT of other planes awaiting takeoff. After about 20 minutes not moving, you are really starting to wonder what's going on when the captain comes back on the PA. "Good news folks, just heard from the control tower. We are number 267 for departure. Should have you in the air in a couple hours."
Little by little, the plane creeps along the taxi way. After 90 minutes you think maybe you'll actually get into the air today. Then the pilot comes back on the PA. "Folks I've got some bad news. There are some thunderstorms in the vicinity and flight control is closing the airfield temporarily. Shouldn't be more than a couple hours."
Two hours later you've eaten the sandwich and drank the soda you bought in the terminal. You now have an overwhelming urge to pee, only you're in the window seat with two sumo wrestlers in the seats between you and the aisle.
Suddenly a lightning bolts cracks overhead and the skies open. It's raining so hard you can barely see the other planes. The winds pick up and you can feel the plane swaying. You also REALLY have to pee!
Why did I ever sign up for this trip you ask yourself? I should have just planned a "stay cation" and avoided the airport altogether.
Four hours after you boarded the plane, the happy group of passengers you boarded with have disappeared. Instead, they've been replaced with crying babies, screaming kids and flatulent old men who forgot their dentures at the hotel. My goodness you think to yourself. What have I gotten myself into?
Another two hours pass and you have now wet yourself. Fortunately the sumo wrestlers don't seem to have noticed. The wet seat isn't comfortable but at least the awful bladder pressure has passed. Heck, you've made it this long, what else could go wrong? Things have got to get better, right?
Wrong! The captain comes on the PA yet again. "Folks I'm afraid this flight crew has timed out and your flight has been canceled. We will return you to the terminal and you'll all have to wait in line at customer service for rebooking. We will have you all on your way to a shiny, new Maverick as soon as possible. In the meantime, please enjoy a $5 meal voucher courtesy of Ford Airlines."
Welcome to Model Year 23. Are you ready to get back on board?
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