He asks me to give up reason. Acts of faith have not been asked for a long time
They write to me from the Lufthansa airline (for me the most disastrous and racist in the world) confirming that the fault of the ten hour delay of my flight is at Milan airport and therefore they are not responsible. I ask them to send me a document from the airport that proves what they say. And they tell me this is impossible, but to trust that Lufthansa conducted the relevant investigation. I ask them to show me a document that proves that research and they tell me that is also impossible.
It is the triumph of the literature of Franz Kafka, who wrote precisely in the language of Lufthansa, that is, in German. It was last July 4 when this company left many travelers at Munich airport. I remember desperately searching for my luggage in a cemetery of lost luggage. I remember being put on another flight, which was again over an hour late. But what infuriates me is that they give me communion with mill wheels. Lufthansa is ignoring something fundamental: I am Aragonese. I will continue with this until the end of my days. They are the ones who abandoned me in an airport and now they say the culprit is the holy spirit. I filed a claim with AESA and AESA as if I heard it raining.
Citizens are at the mercy of large corporations. Nobody defends us. Any claim of mine will be answered with an email from Lufthansa stating that it is not their fault. I ask for proof and they tell me to take their word for it. Lufthansa is theology and faith. He asks me to give up reason. I haven’t been asked for in a long time. I still remember the smiling face of a Lufthansa employee when I told him I was Spanish. And what I whisper in German, which fortunately was translated into English by a person next to me: ah, Spaniards, always asking.
The humiliations I endured on July 4 were long and painful. It was the Milan-Munich flight at 12:35 pm. I remember explaining my situation to the flight attendant and when I saw that I was Spaniard she looked at me as if I were Juan Belmonte, which I would have liked to have been like Juan Belmonte. No one from that damn company helped me that 4th of July. The most absolute and miserable disdain. And now they say that I must take their word for it, that is, that I am not entitled to any compensation because I am Spanish and I am poor from birth and that the International Airport Law applies to the poor from birth, emphasizing says it’s the fault of being poor by birth
Source: La Verdad
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