satpak77
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Oh boy.....
(and just found out my BP was "high normal" 140/90 last week...)
So I go into "Alamo Extra News" bookstore/newstand, Terminal 1, outside the TSA area, across from the NWA ticket counter, and pick up Newsweek to kill the time. I ain't bothering nobody.
http://www.sanantonio.gov/aviation/airportmaps_terminal1.asp
The old bag behind the cash register, first name Doris or something, approximately 65 years old, with raspy smokers cough and nicotine/meth addict skin, starts to hard-eye me as I flip the pages.
I stop reading (I am in the store 7 minutes at this point) and give her my pleasant West Texas greeting and ask her "yall staying busy today" to try to strike up chit-chat
She looks at me and gruffles something I can't understand, and then taps on the register and rings up some gum for some dude.
Then, she looks up and says "whenever you are ready sir" to me. I tell her "ready for what?"
she then tells me "you gonna buy something?" in an elevated tone and I tell her "not now" and walk out, avoiding confrontation and a call to Airport Police, due to a possible verbal barage between a almost-40 year old professional pilot with college degree and this old bag who probably killed her last 5 husbands.
What gives these "seniors" the right to treat people like crap?
NOTE: I request all fellow pilots to step up and visit this place and peruse all the magazines to their hearts content
(and just found out my BP was "high normal" 140/90 last week...)
So I go into "Alamo Extra News" bookstore/newstand, Terminal 1, outside the TSA area, across from the NWA ticket counter, and pick up Newsweek to kill the time. I ain't bothering nobody.
http://www.sanantonio.gov/aviation/airportmaps_terminal1.asp
The old bag behind the cash register, first name Doris or something, approximately 65 years old, with raspy smokers cough and nicotine/meth addict skin, starts to hard-eye me as I flip the pages.
I stop reading (I am in the store 7 minutes at this point) and give her my pleasant West Texas greeting and ask her "yall staying busy today" to try to strike up chit-chat
She looks at me and gruffles something I can't understand, and then taps on the register and rings up some gum for some dude.
Then, she looks up and says "whenever you are ready sir" to me. I tell her "ready for what?"
she then tells me "you gonna buy something?" in an elevated tone and I tell her "not now" and walk out, avoiding confrontation and a call to Airport Police, due to a possible verbal barage between a almost-40 year old professional pilot with college degree and this old bag who probably killed her last 5 husbands.
What gives these "seniors" the right to treat people like crap?
NOTE: I request all fellow pilots to step up and visit this place and peruse all the magazines to their hearts content
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