A couple of weeks ago, I flew from Gdansk (Poland) to Turku
(Finland), because that's the glamourous life I have.
As I waited to board, I was witness to a very Finnish situation,
which had me sniggering under my breath.
As is the procedure, when the boarding call came, the
holders of priority boarding cards were asked to step forward first. Each in
turn, we had our boarding pass scanned, before stepping into a temporary
holding lounge to wait for the signal to board the plane.
And that is where the “Finnish situation” arose.
Upon reaching the holding lounge, the priority boarders, who
appeared to be mostly from Finland, stood in a neat line, with a suitably
respectful, Finnish-sized personal space between people. The trouble is that Finns do require quite a
substantial personal space, so very soon, the line of half-a-dozen or so
priority boarders stretched from one end of the holding lounge to the
other. To the untrained eye, this would barely have looked like a line at all. That in itself was amusing enough for any observing Finnophile, but what
happened next was even more comical.
Before long, it was time for hoi polloi (aka the “ordinary” passengers) to join us in the
holding lounge. As the line was already stretching to the entrance of the
lounge, the new arrivals started to move to the sides of the room, effectively
ignoring the neat line.
This was obviously seen by the priority boarders as a potential threat to their privilege, and Finns do have a very strong respect for both fairness and rules. So within an instant, with much tutting and exaggerated movement, the priority boarders jettisoned their prized personal space, and closed ranks! The comic effect is difficult to convey in words, but it was a bit like watching an accordion being squeezed or a balloon being deflated.
This was obviously seen by the priority boarders as a potential threat to their privilege, and Finns do have a very strong respect for both fairness and rules. So within an instant, with much tutting and exaggerated movement, the priority boarders jettisoned their prized personal space, and closed ranks! The comic effect is difficult to convey in words, but it was a bit like watching an accordion being squeezed or a balloon being deflated.
The moral of the story is clearly: don’t mess with Finnish
priority boarders!
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