I always smile at the announcements on planes – that you can’t do a variety of heinous things – like control the plane with your digital watch or, heaven forbid, land the plane with your iPad. Everything must be firmly switched off – or placed in fighter-pilot-safe mode. If you sent a text you may well bring the plane down. And that would be a rubbish result.
The airlines have some crazy rules. But last week in America Southwest Airlines announced to a well-endowed woman who was due to fly from Las Vegas to New York she could not board the plane because she was exposing excessive cleavage. Staff deemed this ‘inappropriate’.
Quite brilliantly, the PR department sprang into action and said its ‘Contract of Carriage’ enabled it’s staff to refuse transport to customers whose clothing is ‘lewd, obscene, or patently offensive’.
But then the woman ignored the ruling of the airline staff, boarded the plane anyway and the flight took off as normal. A storm in a D cup presumably (sorry – couldn’t resist).
She later commented, “Lo and behold, the plane didn’t fall out of the sky…my cleavage did not interfere with the plane’s ability to function properly. To add insult to injury, the guy sitting in front of me on the plane was wearing a shirt with an actual Trojan condom embedded behind a clear plastic applique and had no trouble getting on his flight.”
Sometimes I do wonder about rules….