On a busy Friday afternoon, while the passengers are patiently waiting for their flight to begin, two men dressed in Pilots' uniforms walk up the aisle. Both are wearing dark glasses, one is using a guide dog, and the other is tapping his way along the aisle with a cane.
Nervous laughter spreads through the cabin, but the men enter
the cockpit, the door closes, and the engines start up.
The passengers begin glancing nervously around, searching for
some sign that this is just a little practical joke but none
is forthcoming.
The plane moves faster and faster down the runway and the
people sitting in the window seats realize they're headed
straight for the water at the end of the runway.
As it begins to look as though the plane will plough into the
water, panicked screams fill the cabin.
At that moment, the plane lifts smoothly into the air. The
passengers re lax and laugh a little sheepishly, and soon all
retreat into their magazines, secure in the knowledge that
the plane is in good hands.
In the cockpit, one of the blind pilots turns to the other
and says, "You know, John, one of these days, they're gonna
scream too late and we're all gonna die."
