The VIP treatment
I had a trip to single malt country last week. I nearly missed my flight on the way there because Charles de Gaulle is the messiest airport ever (or maybe because I had two glasses of Gewurztraminer for lunch?). I even got the "Can Mister L please go to the gate immediately, the plane is ready to depart" call. By the way, why is the title Dr always translated into Mister? Anyway, I made the flight after getting the VIP treatment being driven to the plane by one of the gate officials. Maybe I'll do that more often instead of being annoyed in a crowded bus waiting for the last passengers to arrive?
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