I Don't Like The Odds

Me: "I'd like to buy a round trip ticket to Las Vegas, please."
Travel agent: "Sure thing. Any particular airline?"
Me: "No, ma'am."
Travel agent: "Okay..."
Me: "Wait! Will I be flying over any water between here and Vegas?"
Travel agent: "Well, yes, I'd say you probably will. A river here or there."
Me: "Then make sure that you don't book me on an Airbus."
Travel agent: "I beg your pardon?"
Me: "You know. Airbus. Like the plane that landed in the Hudson? And now, less than four months later, the one that's gone missing over the Atlantic? I mean, I'm a gambler, but I really don't want to take my chances on one of those babies."
Travel agent: "I see your point."
Me: "Wait. Cancel my order. I'm afraid to fly now."
Travel agent: "Well, ma'am, I don't think you need to be afraid. The odds are in your favor...at least until you get to Vegas (little sarcastic laugh)."
Me: "Yeah, I see your point. And that's just another good reason for me to stay home." Click.