The son of the Iraqi Minister of Transportation was on a holiday in Beirut. There’s not much business left in this town these days anymore, so for the sake of this story, I assume it was a holiday.
But all holidays end at one point in time, and he had to catch a flight back to Baghdad. Problem was; he missed his flight. Don’t you know that feeling? You’re running and running, but when you get to the gate, you just see the plane taking off. If only they would have waited for another 5 minutes. 5 minutes!!! That’s all it took. Well, what can you do?
Quite a lot, it seems, if you are the son of the Iraqi Minister of Transportation. You call home. And you explain them your dilemma. I can just image this conversation. "Ya baba! The plane left without me!!"
“No problem, son,” it goes on the other land of the line,” we’ll fix that for you. I will just advice the pilot that we will not give him permission to land in Baghdad. This way he will have to return to Beirut. And then you get on board. You see, problem fixed.”
Not quite. Because here’s a plane with a number of Lebanese on board, who all want to go to Baghdad, and then the plane returns to Beirut International Airport for an odd reason; ‘No permission to land?’ And they raised hell.
The Iraqi Minister of Transport is the man in power. So nothing happened to him.
The son of the Iraqi Minister of Transport? He may get slightly reprimanded during the next family dinner. “Now son, don’t do this again, it caused me quite some embarrassment, you know."
The Assistant Airport manager of Baghdad Airport? He got arrested. Now that’s what you call ‘screwed’.
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