Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           "Yeah?So?"

           Asupervisorcameoverandexaminedtheticket.Allendidn’tunderstandwhattheproblemwas.

           "Youallright,sailor?"themansaid."Youcan’tflyfromNewYorktoColumbusonthis."

           Allenrubbedhisunshavenface."NewYork?"

           "That’sright,KennedyAirport."

           "OhGod!"

           Allentookadeepbreathandstartedtalkingfast."Well,look,whathappenedissomebodymadeamistake.Yousee,I’vebeendischarged."Hepulledouthispapers."Igotonthewrongplane,yousee.AnditwassupposedtotakemetoColumbus.Somebodymust’veslippedsomethinginmycoffee,becauseIwasunconscious,andwhenIcameto,IwashereinNewYork.Leftmybagsontheplaneandeverything.You’llhavetodosomethingaboutit.It’stheairline’sfault.""It’sgoingtocostyouasurchargetochangethisticket,"thewomansaid.

           "Well,youjustcalltheNavyinGreatLakes.They’retheoneswhohavegottogetmebacktoColumbus.Youjustbillthemforit.Imean,aservicemanonhiswayhomehasarighttobegivenpropertransportationwithoutgoingthroughahassle.YoujustpickupthatphoneandcalltheNavy."

           Themanlookedathimandthensaid,"Okay,whydon’tyoujustwaithereandI’llseewhatwecandoforaserviceman?""Where’sthemen’sroom?"Allenasked.

           ShepointedandAllenwalkedtoitquickly.