After a spectacularly brutal landing that shook the fillings out of the passengers’ teeth, the pilot immediately jumped on the PA system: “Sorry for the rough ride, folks. It wasn’t my fault—blame it on the asphalt.”
However, strict airline policy dictated that the captain had to stand at the cabin door and personally apologize to every single passenger walking off the plane. He stood there smiling through his teeth, repeating, “Thanks for flying with us, sorry about the landing,” over and over.
The plane emptied out until only one tiny, elderly woman was left, slowly shuffling toward the exit with a cane and a heavily adjusted hearing aid.
She stopped right in front of the captain, looked him up and down, and asked, “Sonny, do you mind if I ask you a quick question?”
“Not at all, ma’am,” the pilot replied politely. “Go right ahead.”
“I didn’t quite catch the announcement back there,” she whispered. “Did we actually land, or were we shot down?”
