Change of Guards

My good friend, Capt. Buz is gone, along with F&B Dir. and Mr. Staff Capt. We now have a new troupe - Capt. Nesham (sp?) F&B Dir, Lazy Eyed Jay and Staff Capt. Ron.

Staff Capt. Ron has an irritating habit of bellowing "Aloha" when he sees me. This particular "Aloha" has many, many voice inflections that I don't understand, nor like. Since I don't know who this fool is, and only see a white shirt with a million gold stripes, I look at him oddly and say "Hello".

Last week I had passenger access (PAX) and went to see a show. After the show I'm high tailin' it to Pink's Champagne Bar to see the piano player. I'm elbow to elbow with passengers, navigating my way when this globe of a head pops out of nowhere and utters "Aloha!" Oh ya, its Staff Capt. Ron - again. I leap back 3 feet and squeak out "hi".

Somehow his "Aloha" made me want to take a shower and and don a nun's habit, and maybe call the police . . .