The plane was just an ordinary plane, the kind airlines buy for unknown thousands a dozen. It was an older plane, past its prime. It was on is way from Kingston, Jamaica to Oslo, Norway, which, by strange coincidence, takes it over the Bermuda Triangle.
Inside this average plane, half an hour into its journey from Jamaica to Norway, Joy Zot was trying to serve people who didn't know what they wanted or if they wanted anything, but wouldn't say it. She would try to get something three times before the asker finally discovers that he had it all along. Then there was the man she had seen from the doughnut shop who had read everything on the plane.
He had just gotten done with an article that was about the good affects of tea so he recived some from her. He gave her his business card which announced that he was Isaac N. Stine, President of SCS, Summit Computer Software. The card was green on white. He then slowly sipped the dark tea for a long time.
As the plane slowly made its way from Kingston to Oslo, on a route that took it over the Bermuda Triangle, something strange happened.
Joy was giving the lady next to the Pres. of SCS a hamburger, french fries, and grape juice. Her name was Catherine Ball, was five foot three inches, one hundred and thirty five pounds, blue-green eyes and a pony tail. She had just got off working on a film entitled, "Don't Let Fertilizer Get Into Your Pop, A Study On Money." Joy accidentally woke the Pres. of SCS on the third try. This is not the strange thing that occurred.
Once Isaac had partially awoke, Miss Zot asked if he wanted anything to eat. He did, and Joy gave him his favorite, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He complained that it did not taste all that good. None of this, however, is the strange thing that occurred.
As the plane slowly crossed the Bermuda Triangle its engines stopped working. This, however, was not at all strange. The plane that was flying the seemingly ill fated flight 37 began to go down. Seeing that the engines had stopped working, the occupants of the plane were not all that surprised to see this happening. However, surprised or not, a good majority of the people on the plane went hysterical. How going hysterical helps the human psyche on a plane about to crash into the ocean is beyond most people, and beyond most psychiatrists. The reason behind this bit of trivia is because they are, for the most part, the same people. All the above, however strange or unstrange, was not the strange thing that occurred.
As the beautiful blue ocean rushed up to meet them Joy and the other hostesses tried hopelessly to restore order. The ride down was very jerky and as Joy discovered, makes standing a very hard thing to do.
[After the mess is cleaned up after this ride is over the only one who is hurt is David Bases who co-authored the unfamus book Last-Inning Cliffhangers with Richard Loaded, who gets a nasty bruise from a vicious food cart.]
The plane that was flying the seemingly ill fated flight 37 hit the water and stayed together, which was noteworthy, but not strange. The plane continued under the water and did not leak, which was abnormal, but not strange. Some people stopped being hysterical and just fainted, much to Joy's relief. Some people, though, thought it their duty to fill in for their fallen comrades. This hardy group, did not have among its ranks a man named Isaac Stine, who Joy noticed was diligently programming on his laptop, since it could not interfere with the internal working of the plane that was flying the rather strange flight 37. This was the strange thing that happened.
|Authors Note: The reason chapters 2 and 3 are so much like each other is because Isaac and Joy were both on the same plane. Those readers that donít like this should write their own book. Those that donít have the time to write their own book should buy a couple hundred copies of this book and give them to friends and relatives so they can see for themselves how terrible this book is.|