OK. I appreciate the fact that you may be a bit annoyed that your mundane minimum wage job is being replaced by machines. However, since it still is your job to weigh my luggage and put it on a belt for yet another machine to take over, I expect to be treated with a little bit of courtesy and respect. So hear this #airtransat. Unless I clearly advertise that I'm hearing impaired and require sign language to communicate, please teach your staff to communicate using their words. Sucking on a candy while grunting and pointing at me doesn't always translate well. I'm not even out of the country yet and I can't understand you. I know, I know, minimum wage, boring job, cranky passengers... I get it.... BUT... it's still your job, so have a little bit of self respect and treat me with some as well.
Ok, now that that rant is out of the way.... started our day off early to drop our baby off at the babysitter's (that's empty nester for "dropped Kylo off at the kennel"), then made our way to Source Furniture to meet with a consultant and pick out new furniture for the new LEADWAVE headquarters due to open within the next weeks. Following that we continued on to Oakville to drop off a TV and router for Jes then off to YYZ we went.
Now listen Pearson. I'm not sure what your idea of security is but having this miserable, seemingly mute woman be the only person to check my passport while tagging my luggage for minimum wage isn't making me feel ultra safe. You didn't even check it again at the security checkpoint. How do you know I just didn't give my boarding pass to someone else? You don't! So get your shit together. Never thought I'd say this but take some tips from DTW. Their security might be a joke but at least they have a freakin' PF Changs!
So now we sit in the Plaza Premium lounge after paying way too much for mediocre risotto and slightly better ravioli and I find myself writing this post.... Apparently a long one as Jac just mentioned that I seem to have a lot to say and we haven't even left yet. Sometimes I just feel inspired by stupidity.
Next time I write to you I'll be all the way "across the pond" as they say.
Good night.
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