i am pretty sure that one of the criteria for becoming a flight attendant is the ability to count. not high, not exponentially humangous complicated scientific type calculator counting just ya know basic elementary type counting like un, deux, type counting....well it took these rocket scientists 50 minutes to count the people on the plane...seriously...50 fucking minutes to count, recount, walk the aisle, point, move their lips, count, go back and recount...the entire group..it was like watching a really really bad episode of that wild animal show sponsored by that insurance company----mutual of omah---back and forth, to and fro...they counted and counted again...at some point i was about to jump out of my seat if i wasnt pinned to the window seat and make the general announcement that if anyone else on the flight wanted to eventually take off to get the fuck back to their seat sit their ass down and not to move until the braintrust that was the cabin crew could get their shit together and just fucking count us and move on..they even broke out the clicker,the metal counter clicker, really didnt inspire confidence in their abilities!....50 minutes later. 5-0 fifty, cinquenta, fitty, we then taxi to the runway...which by the length of the ride felt like it was in new jersey...i kid you not...most likely due to the fact that we missed our alotted take off time and place in line. i wondered if we had to pay a toll at that point...as i sat there, fuming in my seat at the ultimate stupidity of these morons wondering if the pilots could read..is that too much to ask after the counting debacle...i didnt think so.....air france sure knew how to count when they took my money for the flight! i wont even go into the connecting flight------CALISSE!
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