A COOKIE (NOT KOOKIE) EXPERIENCE

There was an event a year or so ago at our club house where I won a prize -- a cookie from a local supermarket. So I went there to retrieve my prize, which turned out to be a chocolate chip cookie. Delicious! I liked it so much that I started buying them by the bagful. Then Eric, my favorite shopper and chef, started delivering them every now and then.

The present bag has about two cookies left, but this morning Eric came in and dropped off another bagful, commenting, “I stayed up all night baking cookies!” Um, yeah. Of course.

Humor:

While taxiing at London's Gatwick Airport, the crew of a US Air flight departing for Ft. Lauderdale made a wrong turn and came nose to nose with a United 727. An irate female ground controller lashed out at the US Air crew, screaming: "US Air 2771, where the hell are you going? I told you to turn right onto Charlie taxiway! You turned right on Delta! Stop right there. I know it's difficult for you to tell the difference between C and D, but get it right!"

Continuing her rage to the embarrassed crew, she was now shouting hysterically:"God! Now you've screwed everything up! It'll take forever to sort this out! You stay right there and don't move till I tell you to! You can expect progressive taxi instructions in about half an hour, and I want you to go exactly where I tell you, when I tell you, and how I tell you! Got that, US Air 2771?"

"Yes, ma'am," the humbled crew responded.

Naturally, the ground control communications frequency fell terribly silent after the verbal bashing of US Air 2771. Nobody wanted to chance engaging the irate ground controller in her current state of mind. Tension in every cockpit out around Gatwick was definitely running high. Just then an unknown pilot broke the silence and keyed his microphone, asking:"Wasn't I married to you once?"