Business Class

I drove my son here to my grandmother and went to business class for the first time in my life.

Impressions are double, as if chairs are more convenient, dishes from the menu are called tricky, but, in general, somehow not o-g-o-g-o, for such money we expected more.

In the beginning came the most important pilot and then tried to drink us champagne, it turned out that it was a steward, he just looked like the minister of heaven, no less.

In the whole business class there were only three of us: my son and I and a Hindu in Chalme.

The doors are already legalized, we drive to the runway. Suddenly, due to the curtain of the economy-filled class, two large-caliber madam Hryzacueva appeared: a mother of forty years and a daughter of fifteen years, a smiling minister of the sky approached them and this conversation took place between them:

- Young man, I look at you here completely empty, you can put me with the child, or we have a whistle there, on the one hand, the children wept, on the other, the Chinese scream, and do not turn out at all. The feet have nowhere to go. Torture for 4 hours. and? Well please. What are you worth?

Steward made a understandable face and said:

Well, please, this is the case. You can sit in this row, but I must immediately warn you that since you are not a business class passenger, I will not be able to serve you at the business class level, but I will not be able to help you.

- Oh, so understand all, we do not pretend to your pineapples in champagne, as they say - we do not live this way, we are somehow. The chair is widened and thank you.

"Sorry, I have not agreed that, unfortunately, you will not be served and stewards of the economy class, because you will get out of their care, so you will have to fly without lunch and even without tea. If you agree, please sit down and attach your seat belts, we will take off now.

The Hryzatsuevs looked around, murmured and, without answering the minister of heaven, dive back behind the curtain.

Steward noticed that my son and I were unwilling witnesses to their conversation, blinked and smiled.

I asked :

And if they agreed to your terms and stayed, would you not even pour water into them?

Oh, of course, I would have poured and even fed like you. What a pity? Just people want to eat fish under fungal sauce and fall in wide chairs. During the years of my work, I have been met with such conversations hundreds of times, but none of them ever agreed to fast for four hours. I’ll tell you more, when the economist’s lunch ends, the two will come back here again and say, “Now we’re agreed to get a little hungry here.”

After an hour and a half, Hryzatsueva really appeared because of the curtain and gently asked the steward:

Where did you say I could sit? here here?

Steward made a sad face and replied:

- Unfortunately - it is no longer in my power, if before the take-off, as I suggested, please, and at the moment you can only help the commander of the crew, but he is now a little busy...