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Southwest’s use of social media in addressing the situation could be said to be commendable.
It appears that some Southwest employee eyeing Echofon caught the tweet and immediately recognized his handle. Even if he wasn't an avid fan of the View Askewniverse, said staffer undoubtedly saw the 1.6-million-plus followers and Verified Account seal and didn't hesitate to wake the customer relations veep outta bed. The blog post went up faster that you can say "snootchie bootchies!" and I doubt most large airlines would be so nimble given the same circumstances.
The story has survived several news cycles with observers falling into the "die Southwest!" or "try a treadmill Smith!" camps. No need for me to weigh in either way, though I must call out this: Silent Bob simply can't silence this story just because he wants to:DONE with this. @SouthwestAir blogs, so I blog: http://silentbobspeaks.com/?p=393 G'night, folks. Let's talk about anything else tomorrow.
This story will end when it wants to, not just because he is suddenly tired of it. Sorry, but that's jut now how life works. Think of that the next time you are so fearless with a flip phone, Bluntman.
The above scene was captured by a Life magazine photog on New Years Day in 1965.
These days, you would get half as good of service in first or business class. Back then, this was coach.
In the wake of full body screening and checked baggage fee-for-alls, let alone post-9/11 paranoia and carrier merger hell, Life decided to remind us of a simpler life in simpler times. The glory and halcyon days of mystical flying machines. Don Draper was your captain and his little pretties attended to your every need. No shoe bombers, no eight-hour waits on a hot tarmac, no picket lines, no Cinnabon, no Orbitz, no self-check kiosks or air marshals or shitty customer service.
Just Scotch. And some light headwinds, folks, we'll slice through it like butter. Enjoy your flight and, of course, the Filet.
Corporate shirt. PR flack. Web guy. Blogger. Beverage enthusiast. Hubby. Daddy. Diggity. Giggity.
Corporate shirt. PR flack. Web guy. Blogger. Beverage enthusiast. Hubby. Daddy. Diggity. Giggity.
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