Where Is Yano Today?

Denver, CO

You know, I'm chock full of stories this week.

So I'm at the Denver airport at 8:30 in the morning. Not to many people heading to baggage claim. I'm sitting in the train, and I'm the only one in my train car. I look through the window to the train car ahead of me, and I see that there's a man in a wheelchair in there, and he, too is the only passenger.

He's in an airport wheelchair, and I know that airport wheelchairs are always pushed by someone that works for the airline. However, I didn't see his handler there. How could they leave this man by himself? They're supposed to be with him at all times! This poor man is handicapped, and he's in the train car all by himself! I was sitting there getting angrier and angrier at the injustice this poor man as experienced, forced to wheel himself around the airport.

Then the tram stopped.

And the handicapped man got up and walked off the tram, pushing the wheelchair. And I saw that he was wearing a nametag, and carrying around a walkie talkie. Ahh...there's the lightbulb.

So fear not, there was no injustice done at the Denver International Airport. Just a worker resting his feet on the train between pickups.

Posted by Yano at June 5, 2003 11:27 PM

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