Dear Sir Richard Charles Nicholas Branson
My name is Gretchen Cello and you may have seen me hitting you off on Twitter over the past few days. I am writing because I need some aircraft assistance and thought, who better to ask than a ruler of the sky such as yourself.
So here’s the thing, according to laws of us common-folk, the only way I can get my two puppies from Australia to New York City is to check them as luggage. This involves putting them in two separate crates and stashing them away in the icy darkness of baggage land for a twenty-some odd hour flight… I think you could do something about this.
Now I’m sure you’re wondering, “Why would I?”
Top Ten Reasons Why Richard Branson Should Help Me
Not Have To Check The Puppies Like Baggage
10. You genuinely seem like a friendly, reasonable chap.
9. You appreciate entrepreneurial spirit… this is my 687th consecutive blog post with no sign of stopping. Writers, after all, are supposed to write… Right?
8. I’m cute and I know you fancy cute girls because I’ve seen your flight attendants. Continue reading