I love options. It’s one of the main reasons that, although the country provides some serenity, that I choose to live in a city. If I want a loaf of bread, I can choose from hundreds of local bakeries. If I need batteries, I can walk within a one-mile radius and find enough battery power to provide the world’s essential energy (sad, but true.)
The article outlined all of the options for fliers carrying a credit-card. You want to use your EasyTray? Five dollars. Feeling hungry? A tray of eats and drink for six dollars. It all sounded so suiting, so individualistic, catering to each one’s specific preferences.
And, then . . .
If the plane crashes and you want to use your flotation device underneath your seat? Nominal fee. A standard $300 charge as the CloseDoor surcharge. Need to use the washroom? Fees may vary.
The shameful look on my face when I finally realized the irony in the demands of the individual and his/her/my own expectations of options? Priceless.
Give a girl some slack, I didn’t have my morning coffee, yet.
Toronto born and based, Brit is an avid leisure cyclist, coffee drinker and under-a-tree park-ist. She often finds herself meandering foreign cities looking for street eats to nibble, trees to climb, a patch of grass to sit on, or a small bookstore to sift through. You can find her musing life on her personal blog, TheBubblesAreDead.wordpress.com.
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