birkenau

A man of the Polish persuasion got on a Boeing 767 for a routine flight back to the Motherland. He was getting comfortable in coach when a stewardess screamed out, ‘The pilot and co-pilot are dead! Is there anyone left that can fly this aircraft?’ The Polish man said, ‘I was a pilot back in the war. Let me have a go at the controls.’ So he bravely sauntered up to cockpit. When he opened the door, he was awestruck by the array of lights, dials, screens and switches in front of him, and he froze up. The stewardess shook him and said, ‘Aren’t you going to sit down and take the reins?’ He said in a quavering voice, ‘I’m just a simple Pole in a complex plane!'”