“A West Virginia man who fell down an escalator at an airport sued US Airways, alleging the airline didn’t warn him about the adverse affects of drinking alcohol on a plane.”
Floyd W. Shuler, 61, filed the lawsuit against Virginia-based US Airways Inc., in circuit court in Fort Myers.
Shuler, who has lived part-time on Marco Island, said in the suit that US Airways was negligent by failing to warn him the effects of alcohol are greater at night on airline passengers. The suit, filed Friday, also alleges that the company did not properly maintain the escalator at Southwest Florida International Airport when he fell down it on Aug. 28, 1999.
The suit seeks damages in excess of $15,000.
Amy Kudwa, a spokeswoman for US Airways, declined to comment to the Naples Daily News for Wednesday editions.
Actually, it wasn’t so much that Ms. Kudwa declined to comment as she was too dumbstruck to do so. After all, most people who reach 61-years of age and are still allowed out of doors don’t need to be warned that alcohol contains alcohol, or that the stairs on escalators move all by themselves.
But Mr. Shuler’s attorney disagreed, noting that his client “is from West Virginia, for Chrissakes.”
I fear Shuler is going to ruin it for the rest of us.
I simply can’t imagine air travel without the promise of an adult beverage.
After dealing with the surly airline counter agents (BTW, I don’t know what they have to be pissed off about since I made my reservation online myself, I’m accessing it at the kiosk myself, and after their cranky ass is done checking my ID and giving me my baggage tags, I’m hauling my bags off to the Xray machine myself), then standing in line only to be harrassed by TSA, and then jockeying for position with my fellow travelers who don’t give a shit about the difference between Group 1 and Group 5 in the boarding process….God Forbid that I should be deprived of a much needed drink because some half wit from West Virginia embarrassed himself.
Beware Shuler, if your law suit inspires Nanny Nation to “rethink” alcohol on planes…I will be looking for you…a flask in one hand and pushing a smart carte with you name on it and a list of the Top Ten steepest staircases in WVa in the other.
This is a unfair portrayal of the events that lead me to fall because of the lot of the alcohol I drank on the airplane when it was flying and then made me trip on the escalator because I was laughing so hard at a knock knock joke but then later they told me it was because I was drunk.
West Virginia rules.
Wow.
Hello, Floyd. I don’t believe this has ever happened before.
Uh, sorry…?