The following is an extract from Hasan Salim Patel's blog:
Along with two friends from Leicester we embarked on a short wee trip to Bonny Scotland for a long weekend, after being terrorised by the Police at Birmingham Airport who were confused that why would three Asian men wanted to a plane to Aberdeen? Soon after they realised that we were not terrorists, we were running to the sound of the tannoy which was shouting our names as we were late, we got to the plane where we were seated by a confused cabin staff who was not exactly versed in maths. On the plane there was supposed to be 65 passengers, but somehow one confused fool was on the wrong plane, which meant that the plane had 66 passengers. The cabin crew counted the numbers at least around 6 times, only when the poor passenger realised that this plane wasn't going to Edinburgh, did he in an embarrasing haze hurried out of the plane. Yet how did this guy get on the plane with a wrong ticket in the first place? Now imagine if my friends or myself were in that position, quite possibly I would have ended up writing the diaries of a prisoner by sharing a room with Peter Sutcliffe and Abu Hamza.
Maybe one day police will not be so jumpy and classify travellers according to their ethnic origin. Your dry wit will certainly help.
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