Well, just as I sat down with my Peppermint tea and shortbread cookie, my attention was captured by a loud confrontation just a few meters away between a very composed female British Airways agent and a very hostile flip-flopped Frenchman named "Mr. Jean Marie." I know his name because the agent kept repeating it - each time more loudly and more firmly.
It seems that Mr. Jean Marie is flying on Quantas and he is, in fact, NOT a British Air passenger. Apparently, he does not think that the rules apply to him because he feels entitled to the free wifi and free refreshments in this lovely lounge. The agent was beyond unimpressed when he "flicked" his non-British Air boarding card at her and then he just scoffed at her with profound condescension when she told him that he needed to come with her and leave the lounge. She sounded quite like an excellent mother giving him "one last chance" before calling the police.
After he mocked her, she did call the police and then he suddenly felt like leaving - too bad for him that she stuck with him and delivered him to the officials waiting outside. WHAT a loon!!
Anyway, the excitement has livened up the lounge with comments like "jolly good" and "well done."
Ok - unless I have more lunacy to report, next stop: Mumbai!!
cmn
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