Sunday, August 7, 2011

Flight 274 and beyond

  • A woman asked me to give her my aisle seat. Little did I know that happily consenting would result in smiles, compliments, hugs, and lots of talk from all of the flight attendants.
  • The older gentleman next to me was shocked that I was planning a Bachelorette party that didn't include getting hammered.
  • A teenage boy, whom I will affectionately call B 29 (that was his position in line at the airport) asked me a lot of questions before we got on the plane. He also gave up his aisle seat -- I think for people who wanted to sit together. He, however, did not get praise from the flight attendants. I meant to tell him he did a nice thing!
  • The airport didn't lose my baggage. They did, however, hide it from me for a while.
  • Sam, Max, and Kelly all came to pick me up! I love them like family.
  • A very drunk man at Wendys spent a good 5 minutes hitting on me. Something about "enjoying the finer things of this world," I want to say. His soliloquy was slightly repetitive, very jolly, and ended with, "And it's not just about what I'm lookin' at, it's about your personality." He was a smooth-talking drunkard. Look out, Mike.
  • Kelly and I went through our keepsake boxes and I realized... I've always been this way. And Kelly has always been that way. We're a funny pair. :)
  • Reeses Puffs. Jet lag jet lag jet lag jet lag.

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