SIA Stewardess Slapped Mid-Flight (Could YOU Resist?)

Singapore's Straits Times earlier today reported that a Singapore Air stewardess, a Then Jiamin, was slapped by a prominent tycoon's wife while on a business class flight to Tokyo, proving once again that nearly everyone who works in the airline industry are descended from Satan. Of course, the brave woman who dared to rise against the evil regime that is Singapore's Aviation Authority was charged with what I suppose was an extremely biased reaction. I mean, how would you feel if you were served rye instead of buckwheat blinis with your caviar? What would you do if you were served - no, don't protest for me to stop - MERLOT when you SPECIFICALLY asked for PINOT NOIR? I mean, these are basic things you'd expect, like butlers to carry your shopping at the mall for you.

Of course, besides flight attendants, ground staff are also likely to make you physically violent, especially the troglodytes at the simulacrum of Hell that is London Heathrow. If you ever needed the perfect antithesis to Christmas Holiday Cheer (besides watching the Mormon Choir's billionth televised concert), go to Heathrow. London's gateway where the overspill of passengers forces you to queue for passport control starting from the parking lot. Where you have to choose between your medication or your favourite cologne because both can't fit into the little plastic baggies (I chose my cologne of course. Not so much for me than for whoever it was I had to sit next to). Where bored immigration staff without the remotest prospect of a personal life take their time inspecting your passport, obviously not giving a damn that you'd probably have to run as if offered timeshares, to your departure gate. Where inedible pie and mash costs 9 quid. Ah, London.