Day 631: London Series – Airlines of Questionable National Origin

Now that the epically long Birth Experience Series is over it’s time to move onto other topics, like our non-birth related misadventures in London. I’ve been hearing from various folks that I haven’t given enough attention to that part of our stay… so now, I guess, is as good of a time as ever to talk about London… which was a very interesting and fun city to live in, even if it was for only two months.

Now, many of you, who read this blog religiously, know that I have an eye for the strange and an equally “off” sense of humor… so to begin this new London Series I would like to tell you about an Airline of Questionable National Origin.

Every day on my way to work I would pass the London office of this Airline. Every day, I would see an attendant stationed at each of their five or six computerized kiosks ready to assist customers. Every day, I never saw customers… yet they were always fully staffed. They must have been keeping up appearances.

Anyway, my confusion over their bizarre staffing patterns hit home one evening when I was walking home. You see, the Airline’s kiosks are situated perpendicular to the street, so when I walked to work, I saw the kiosks from the customers perspective… however, when I walked home, I saw these kiosks from the employee’s perspective. I never really took notice of the employee perspective until about halfway into my stay in London. Most nights I would glance over to verify their complete lack of customers… but on one faithful night, I glanced over and saw what was on the closest computer screen. I stopped… and then I look down the row of kiosks… and they were all doing the exact same thing… all of the employees of this Airline of Questionable National Origin were playing Solitar.