Sunday, 1 May 2011
Tiger, Tiger, Burnt Us....
- And so it came to pass that they took their children unto them, and drove to the airport, preparing to fly to the Bay named Byron. And it was early, around 4.30 am, for they were flying before the crowing of the cock.
And so they arrived in the darkness, and they walked to the Terminal that was called Tiger.
And lo, they beheld a great crowd, and there was great wailing and gnashing of teeth and garments in the crowd. And they were filled with wonder and dismay.
And they saw that Tiger had sent forth a sacrifice, and the sacrifice sayeth unto the wailing crowd: 'go forth from this place for there is no plane for you; it has been cancelled; and it will be three days and nights before another plane can be found. And yea, I knoweth that you all confirmed this plane yesterday evening, but it has been cancelled anyway.'
And the wailing and gnashing of teeth continued, and the crowd closed in on the hapless airline sacrifice, who bleated 'I knoweth not why the plane has been cancelled and they gave me not any further information'
And the people spoke as one: 'Where is Mr Tiger? Why has he sent forth this sacrifice? We do not want to tear her apart, we want to tear apart someone who knows what's going on'. But Mr Tiger was not there. He was probably at home asleep in bed.
And the parents of the family who was travelling to the Bay named Byron looked at each other and said 'lets just deal with it and kill Tiger later'. For they had connecting buses, accommodation and Bluesfest tickets awaiting them in the land of plenty.
And so the family travelling to the Bay named Byron spent the jewels of Solomon upon peak season Virgin tickets to Byron. And yeay, the blessed Virgin did fly them in comfort tho they waited a full six hours till the sun was high in the sky for their new flight. And yet the Virgin staff looked upon the many Tiger passengers, and shook their heads, and said, 'that airline's going under, wethinks'.
And yet this had not ended, for upon leaving the holiday and returning to the place named Melbourne, the family that had been Bluesfesting were told that Tiger knoweth not the hour or place of their flight, which eventually took place three hours later than scheduled. And the gate to the plane was changed many times between issuing of boarding passes and actual flight. And they found at the airport many many people stranded by Tiger flights, including one plane load who had been waiting for 9 hours for a flight that like the Messiah, had not arrived. And yet the Tiger staff no longer sent forth a sacrifice, and instead had many security guards working with them and they were rude and defensive to all who approached. For verily they had spent all Easter dealing with enraged people who wanted to kill Mr Tiger.
And the people cursed Tiger mightily, and sayeth: 'Go forth and spread the word; shake the dust of Tiger Airways from your feet; never again flyeth this airline; for it is of no use if an airline is so budget that it cannot provide a PLANE'
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Blessed be the Virgins.
ReplyDeleteAnd a pox be upon the Tigereal Empire. May they be barren, and their children's children be barren.
And so it came to pass.
I have only ever heard bad things about Tiger, it is like they are a Qantas affiliate company, out there just to make Qantas seem the best (or just incompetent).
ReplyDeleteThis post reminded me of Blake's Tyger;
ReplyDeleteQ: Tyger! Tyger! burning bright. In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye. Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
A: Qantas?
fearful symmetry is right, by the zounds of things.
ReplyDeletemeanwhile, blessed are the bluesmakers, for they shall inherit the festivals.
@ SHS: the Easter it seemed that Tiger had been employed by a consortium of other airlines to make them all a PACKET
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, the Blake reference was a little deliberate... ;)