The events which transpired last night, between the Angels and the evil empire, prove that God hears the prayers of a righteous Steve.
My flight back from Nashville was aboard one of those smaller commuter jets. Have you been on this type of plane? There are two rows on the right (starboard) side and one row on the left (port) side. I’m “comfortably” seated in 11A on the left side. Prior to takeoff Husqvarna, our East German flight attendant, announces the captain has informed her there is not enough weight in the back of the plane and they need two passengers from the front rows to move to the back. That’s one of those announcements that causes you to reflect. I had done my part to add weight to the back of the plane having eaten at the Opryland Buffet that morning. Not to worry, two teenagers get up and agree to move to the back. I’m watching these brave lads move to the back and wondering how a combined weight of 180 pounds is going to make a difference. Don’t we need some “larger” passengers to move to the back?
It reminded me of a smaller plane I was on once where the captain stood at the door (which was in the back of the plane) looking at each passenger, guessing their approximate weight and directing them to a specific seat on the plane. No worries. He’d probably been well trained at the carnival.
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I’ve been away from the office for an extra couple of days, so I’m just catching up with you guys.
This story would be funny if it weren’t so scary. It’s probably the reason I stay on the ground. Years ago, I flew, but in getting older and wiser, I avoid airplanes!
I’m glad you are all home safely.
Yes, GO ANGELS! And that’s from a real baseball fan who cannot name three players in either league!
I had a similar plane experience a couple of years ago on a short flight from Memphis to Muscle Shoals, Alabama. Made me wonder just how much training is needed to evaluate passenger weight and distribution. You answered my question: Carnival!!!
BTW: I returned the Fender toy amp yesterday. Making room for our new child, Les!
Victory is sweet. Plus, there is the fact that I have an excuse to lay on the couch for at least four more nights.
Lisa and I stayed at the Opryland Hotel last year. Pretty nice on the outside but don’t kid yourself. It’s all Comfort Inn on the inside.
Thanks for rooting.
I’ve never been on a small puddle jumper before. However, I could have helped with the weight problem!
Go Angels as well. Do they still have the “Rally Monkey?” Perhaps we could play the Rally Monkey when (not that this ever happens to you ministers out there) the sermon gets boring?
The worst plane I was in was the one I had to share with the goats. It was bad. hdtgh
sharing anything with goats is a southern man’s dream come true!
I love Greg but don’t get him started on the “goat thing.”