It wasn't until we checked our bags, and asked no less, before we found out we'll be stopping in Kansas City, Missouri. So we're off to "KC MO," as the locals call it, and I'm writing this on the plane. Yes mom, the wireless function is turned off.
We taxied out and oddly paused for a moment in the queue. Someone got on the PA and announced that a passenger had gotten on our flight by mistake! They didn't really want to go with us to KC MO! They instead wanted to go to Las Vegas, no doubt with big plans, big big plans there.
With the natives restless, we taxied back. I heard someone grumble, "what a jerk!" I thought this would be fitting for one of their commercials, "Wanna get away?"
As the wayward passenger ran up the aisle, she declared her sympathy for us and how she wasn't sure how the scanner had let her on. She also stated how despite her mishap, believe it or not, that she was a frequent flier. We all had a good laugh.
It is such a powerful skill knowing how to disarm a crowd. Off we go.
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