10 December 1, 2010 + Over the Edge Chaos and Airports Chaos! Bedlam! Entropy! The airplane edition. ECATERINA CIUGUREANU FEATURES EDITOR | would like to consider myself a tolerant person: | am permissive of ideas that differ from my own (mostly) and | also have a high alcohol tolerance (except for some nights). Then airports happen. The second | step my foot into an airport, my Type A personality becomes heightened to frightening degrees. What is type A personality? It’s a delicious mix of a) time urgency, b) hostility, and c) competitiveness. Yes, don’t care much about my grades, but | sure get crazy and start elbowing people when the luggage carousel starts working. With my recent experience with airlines, airports, and all that jazz, things got real. Well, real for everyone around me, but extremely delusional for me. | was late for my flight and was doing some speed walking when | walked into a wall. After realizing, | am not a ghost, | look around. A ridiculous amount of people are cluttered in this tiny room and a security guard, who may | add, is CHARGING HIS PHONE, is standing there just yelling, “Terminal’s closed.” Thanks, mall cop, the sequel. We all know 9/11 was an inside job and what not, but at least pretend to somehow make my life secure. Nope, instead, without further explanation, | am forced to sit ona heater. | certainly felt like listening to the King of Leon hit “Sex on Fire” since things were getting pretty heated between me, that heater, and my jeggings, but my iPod was dying. When it rains it pours. Then in come these idiots who decide to start doing splits and walking on their hands and removing their clothing in this tiny cramped room. It’s like if KFC chickens were waiting to get slaughtered and these hamsters come in and start doing the Macarena. Inappropriate. They announce that they are trained acrobats who just came from China. That piece of information is relevant to me in any way if only you can somehow leap through that wall and somehow get me to my final destination! They start doing these stretches, which involve them practically making love to each other. How about you wait five minutes and just join the mile high club? We are finally moved to another waiting area, yet we are still not boarding. | look over and see this girl is missing her flight to Korea, while | am freaking about my flight to PRINCE GEORGE. That put things in perspective for exactly 35 seconds. Then | start freaking out again. If we must draw conclusions about demographics, it seems like most people go through life apathetic, while only | and visible minorities display any kind of concern about anything. Two hours later, we get on a plane, which apparently landed from a back alley where they make fake designer bags. Finally, | am in my seat and low and behold: they make this switch where the window seat behind the emergency exit row does not have a seat in front of it. Simplification: | don’t have a TV and the life of this plane is on my shoulders. First part was an issue, the second part wasn’t. | was so angry, | was willing to sacrifice all of us just in order to murder those acrobats, who were probably Chippendale dancers anyway. | hate them so much, | would rather share a plane with snakes and Samuel L Jackson. Just when | think | can make my connection in Vancouver if we leave...NOW, the flight attendants start they’re survey about whether people sitting in emergency exit rows feel comfortable sitting there? Four out of six people sitting there do not. | theorize this has something to do with me not wearing deodorant that day. After that 15 minute ordeal, | took a little nap. | was rudely awoke by a man trying to shove cookies in my face. If it was any other day, | would gladly welcome that gesture, but | wasn’t taking any of that in that moment. | calmly rejected his offer. But he CONTINUED to push those cookies into my hands. This man clearly was not ready to take no for an answer. Being a male in a female dominated profession he clearly had something to prove. But | still gently nudged his hand away from my face, which lead to this weird push and pull situation, which almost led to a fist fight. | finally get off this flight from hell. | miss my connecting by 5 minutes. And then came the waterworks. | continuously cried on a bench while dialling the vast majority of acquaintances. When my phone had one bar left, | went to a help desk where they kindly informed me that | will NOT be able to get on the two o’clock flight because it is full but | am certainly on the waiting list. The flight after that is also full, but the 10pm is looking good. | am bursting into more tears informing them | have a class at 4 where we get participation marks and | to hand in a paper. | am pretty sure even if | was in labour that man would not have any of it. | called my professor, whose piece of advice was to get a stir fry that would require eating with chop sticks and would help me calm down. I chose to do a little bit more crying instead. | went to a different help desk, where a man in front of me appropriately named Moses, was posing the same questions as me. In his list of demands were a) getting to Prince Let's Bring Rick Mercer to UNBC Spread the Net Campaign wants Mercer to visit UNBC DONALD IRELAND CONTRIBUTER This year is an exciting year for our university because we are taking part in the Spread the Net Student Challenge. ONLINE SOURCE Flying only seems to get more and more difficult these days George as soon as possible, b) possibly being provided a car to drive there, c) hotel with covered cab fair, d) being flown to some other location nearby Prince George. Of course, he was told to wait. BUT he was given a ten dollar meal voucher. Although | as dehydrated, | managed to squeeze a couple of more tears out to get a meal voucher AND a second boarding pass on a flight | did not even have a seat on. If Moses and | were on the Amazing Race, we would be the team everyone hates, but since this was just reality, we were just two individuals who everyone hates. | did get on the 2 o’clock plane and to my class. Everything worked out okay, as always. But my condition remains untreatable. | am cursed with living life with so much passion it literally takes down airplanes. This is my cross. And | will carry it. | will carry it well. Spread the Net is a campaign that has parterned with UNICEF in order to raise money for the purchase of insecticide-treated bed nets which help to protect the people of Africa from the spread of Malaria. The mosquito that transmits the malaria parasite infects its victims most often at night, between 10pm and 4am, which makes the use of bed nets essential. The victims of this disease are frequently children, especially those under the age of 5. Did you know that every 30 seconds a child dies from malaria? That equates to 3000 children a day! Purchasing bed nets is a inexpensive and effective way to combat this disease. The cost to buy one net is only $10. Every year Rick Mercer challenges universities across Canada to raise the most money for this cause. The competition runs until the end of Febuary, 2011. The grand prize for the university that raises the most money is a visit from Rick Mercer who will film an episode of his show at the winning university which then will be broadcasted across the nation. This would be a great opportunity to highlight our school and show the nation who we are. We are excited to be taking part in this year’s Spread the Net Student Challenge. We are encouraging all students and faculty to donate $10 and buy a net. Currently as of November 25, we have raised $1,250 and 125 nets which place us in second place. Way to go UNBC! Lets keep it up, | know we can raise so much more, and win this competition.If you wish to donate, you can donate online at: http://my.e2rm.com/ TeamPage.aspx? teamID=1972448&langPref=en-CA&Referrer=http%3A%2F %2Fwww.macroblu. com%2Fstn%2Findex.php%3Fid%3D 10. There is also a link to the donation page on UNBC’s homepage. If you are interested in becoming involved, or have any questions don’t hesitate to contact us at: stn.unbc@gmail.com. ONLINE SOURCE Mercer is Canada’s most famous comedic political commentator.