Brilliant.
I do believe that Manchester attracts some stunningly smart@ss pax.
Down on B pier in T1 one hot and sticky afternoon and some guy comes up to me and at the top of his voice says to me "is there anything you want to tell me?"
Me: (very puzzled) No Sir.
Pax: Are you sure? (Very loud, at this point has the attention of a good majority of the pier.)
Me: I'm very sure. (More puzzled)
Pax: Only it seems to me that there is no aircraft for us to FLY ON! (V.V.loud and looking down his nose whilst checking that everyone is lookng at him.)
Me: So that big blue and white thing behind you is an apparition then?
Lots of sniggering and guffaws from assembled crowd, him bright red in face and slunk away.
The moral of the story? Nobody likes a smartalec, espcially one who can't get his facts straight.
