Airline Racist (G)
Reportedly a true story:
On a British Airways flight from Johannesburg, South Africa; a middle-aged, visibly well-off white South African lady found herself sitting next to a well dressed black gentleman.
She called the cabin attendant over to complain about her seating.
'What seems to be the problem, Madam?' asked the attendant.
'Can't you see?' she loudly snapped, 'You've sat me next to a Kaffir. I can't possibly sit next to this disgusting man. Find me another seat!'
'Please try to be calm, Mam,' the stewardess replied. 'I believe the economy section is completely full today, but I'll go and check to see if we have any upgraded seats available in club or first class.'
The woman cocked a snooty look at the outraged black man beside her (as well as many of the other nearby passengers). Minutes later the stewardess returned.
'Mam, as I suspected, economy is full. I've spoken to the cabin services director, and club is also full. However, we do have one seat in first class.' Before the lady had a chance to answer, the stewardess continued: 'Please realize, it is most extraordinary to make this kind of upgrade. I have had to get special permission from the captain. But, given the extreme circumstances, the captain felt that it was outrageous that one of our passengers should be forced to sit next such an obnoxious person.'
The lady, cannot help but look at the people around her with a smug and self-satisfied grin.
With that, the stewardess turned to the black man and said: 'So if you'd like to get your things, sir, I have your first-class seat ready for you...'
At which point, the surrounding passengers burst into a standing ovation while the man walked to the front of the plane.
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