I was talking to a friend today about how people learn. Some learn by reading, some by listening, and some by other ways. That got me to thinking about attitude, some people don't learn unless the right attitude is displayed. Of course that goes both ways and some people won't teach unless the "proper" attitude is shown. All of that got me thinking about this short story. It is a work in progress of course.
Roger: Tower, this is Delta flight 2430 out of DFW and we need assistance.
Tower: This is Air Traffic Control, who is this? Where is Captain Wilson?
Roger: I'm Roger, all of the crew are injured or down; I don't have more details. Sorry about that. I still need assistance.
Tower: Roger, this is Carl; what happened to the crew?
Roger: I'm not sure really, I was sleeping and I heard some yelling and screaming then I definitely remember hearing someone say "AW HELL NO!", I was fully awake then and I saw a lot of the passengers beating the crap out of the rest of the passengers. Some of the passengers were some kind of terrorists, it did sound like they were speaking Farsi, and the other guys were a little drunk. Their company is flying them down to the coast for a company meeting. After they beat them down they started calling the flight attendants over for shots, shots for everyone as they put it. When the flight attendants started getting woozy we looked in the cabin and found the crew down and out. I think I'm the only sober or conscious person on the plane right now. That's why you're talking to me and that's why we need assistance because I have no fucking clue on how to land this bird.
Tower: Don't worry about it Roger, we're trained for this and we'll walk you through this without a problem. First off, what I'll need you to d-
Roger: Umm, nope. You're a little too calm for me. I'm the only sober person up here and that Crown looks real good. You want to teach me how to land this thing and you're going to have to make me. You got some guy down there with an attitude against their boss? Someone who's nickname is "That bastard"? That's who I need to talk me down. Someone who can make me forget that if I screw this up then a lot of people will die.
Tower: I'm fully trained, I can bring you all in saf-
Roger: Shut up you little punk ass bitch...I know what motivates me and you need either a hot senorita or someone yelling at me, one or the other and make it snappy.
Tower: This is Glen, from what I've heard you whine so much you couldn't make that senorita very happy. They don't call me "That bastard" That implies they talk to me. Now are you ready to be a hero or do you want to whine some more?
Roger: What do I need to do Sir?
Tower: Do what I tell you and if you screw up I'm shoving my size 12's up your ass sideways. First off...
Cranked that out in about 15 minutes. The dialogue pieces normally take a lot more time, which is why this one is so rough.
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