Thursday, December 27, 2007

SPRING 2005, TRAVEL TO EUROPE.

Flight to Paris,


On the board of “Air France” a flight attendant asked me:
  • What do you prefer for lunch, sir, grilled chicken or veal in cheese?
  • Chicken, please.
  • Sorry, we are out of chicken.
  • Then why do you ask me about my preferences?

  • Because we have two options in our menu.

  • Then, chicken, please.

  • As I told you, there is no chicken anymore.

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    Eventually the veal wasn't so bad at all.