So Mo'Nique, the larger than life [and most airline seats] celebrity, wants to sue United Air Lines because she's black. Wait, I mean she says they were mean to her because she's black. Apparently she was ensconced in her comfortable First Class seat [seats?] that are so friendly to widebodies like herself, when her assistant, who was in coach, felt the urge to put something into Mo'Nique's carry-on. [Has there ever been a more affected spelling of anyone's name?]. Sources say the item was a hair dryer. Why her assistant hadn't packed the hairdryer ahead of time is beyond me. BUT. Instead of asking permission to enter First Class, which, as those of us who usually fly coach are aware, is sancrosanct in this post 911 day and age of stupid rules we have to follow in case someone might be a terrorist, the assistant apparently felt it was her RIGHT to do as she pleased, because she was with Mo'Nique. Not so fast, attitude breath. The flight attendant, who, by the way, is in charge of all cabin behavior, took exception to Mo'Nique's assistant coming into the First Class cabin all la de da and they had words. It's now a "she said-she said" situation.
Mo'Nique -- I just love writing that name -- and her entourage deplaned
and caught a different flight. But not before Mo'Nique -- there I
go again -- called a press conference and asked everyone to never fly
United Airlines again. Well, Mo -- if flying United means you
and your people won't be on board, I'll be making my reservations today.
according to Bill Zwecker, who writes about celebrities for the Chicago
Sun-Times, he spoke with Mo'Nique's FORMER publicist way before -- okay
a couple of weeks before this happened. The publicist allowed as how [a
phrase I like almost as much as "come to find out"] she thought
Mo'Nique and her entourage were the worst of the worst to deal with.
brings me to standing behind some jerkwad who was at the airline ticket
counter yesterday trying to get something taken care of, but he
wouldn't get off his cellphone, so the ticketagent wouldn't take care
of him. He absolutely refused to cooperate. So she just
said, sorry, I'm not helping you. He went ballistic and started
trying to pull rank, while still on the phone, shouting, and
gesticulating, and still on the phone. Did I mention he stayed on the
Meanwhile, she took care of me.