The Terminal
What may make a grown man cry? Lost passports or flight tickets. Just a week at the airport and I have already witnessed enough stories to write a little 'Chicken Soup For the Soul' stories. I had a passenger who was on the verge of tears when he realised he left his tickets with his friend who had cleared immigration. We paged for him and very fortunately, he turned up to return the tickets to the frantic passenger. The reason why he was so worried? He was on his way home to see his girlfriend whom he hasn't met for 6 months. Awwwwww~ Yep, like the introduction to the movie, 'Love Actually' there are many sweet stories that start at the airport. There is no hatred in the airport, only joy and love (that is, unless you encountered a hostile staff who has PMS).
And this is what I noticed:
1.Australians and Kiwis - Very very friendly. They always come to me with a nice twinkle in their eyes. Cheers!
2. Indians - Super long winded but very adorable. Also nice.
3. French and Germans - Usually bad at English.
4. Mainland Chinese - So loud you hear them 20 metres away.
5. Japanese - Only ask for Sakura Lounges (JAL)and smoking rooms. Usually leave Information staff alone. Wahahaha...yahari eigo ga kowaii.
But I like talking to the Indians best because they are adorable in a bumbling way. When they say 'thank you', they shake their head and that influenced me to shake my head. Adorable passengers aside, I don't understand why more people can't read signs. Isn't it natural to be more alert when you are in a foreign place? Some of them could be staring at the trolleys and inquiring where they are (tunnel vision). Then again, if they grow any wiser I might lose my job...so ok I shut up.
Met Mr Global Sapien recently and confirmed that he is a true blue gentleman. He has to shave everyday too. Hehe time and tide waits for no man! Finally, if anyone knows Taufik, please leave his contact number in guestbook!
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