A reading taken from one dispatchers letter to another.
Timzsta,
My brother (or sister if the case may me), thou seems to have omitted those who have been sent to test us at all times - the cleaners, the engineers, the caterers and the the most heathen of all - the ramp staff (or should it the the flight deck crew).
Take it in thy heart that all these should be treated with love and respect (in the most loosest of terms) if you want the next flight you dispatch to depart on time.
All together now - AMEN.
(Beginning to sound like Sounds of Praise, better push before I get my halo).