Thursday, May 16, 2013

Laughter = Good Medicine

Laughter is good.  I just spent 20 minutes laughing so hard that tears were rolling off my chin and I could hardly breathe or talk.

I made a complete and utter fool of myself, which I knew at the time of this incident, making it funnier and funnier.

What happened?
So I was calling the airline to add Toby as an "infant" to our flight for Hawaii.  I hate having to give letters over the phone because you have to come up with "C as in ____" etc and I don't know the 'official' words you're supposed to use.  I had to start our conversation by telling this man the confirmation code.  Now, I don't think on the spot and my mind was drawing a blank.  I don't know why I felt obligated to provide an example of a word that each letter started with, but I did and what came out was ridiculous.

M as in "martian...?"
L as in "leg?"

Then I started laughing.  So hard, in fact, that I couldn't carry on with the confirmation letters.  I would take deep snorting breaths, and try again, only to come up with another loud guffaw.
"G as in gopher?" (I live in the land of children, so animals were my first thought).

Laugh, laugh, chuckle, snort, laugh harder.

In the moment I couldn't believe how ridiculous I sounded and just laughed harder and harder.  So hard, I thought about hanging up on the poor guy in the background who remained quietly expectant for the next letter outburst.

And then, it got worse.  There was another L and my mind was still blank.  "L as in... another leg?!"  

Laugh, laugh, breathe, squeal, laugh.

Oh my goodness, I couldn't stop laughing and feeling completely ridiculous. I could barely finish the conversation and wondered what he was thinking about this crazy person on the other end of the phone.

I am sure that this phone call will go down in their records for "quality control purposes" and employees will be listening to it for generations to come about the fools who call their airline.  But that knowledge makes me laugh even harder.

Sigh.  Every time I think about it I burst into laughter again.  I would have been terrible as an air traffic controller.

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