My day flying

So I changed my flight to later in the day for a late night with the missues - OH YEAH - we ran to Target and did some last minute shopping she needed for her delivery bag that I have been insisting she finish packing. Its not needed for weeks, but I want it done and ready to go. And she got Ray as her Lenten tradition for the week. We watched it together Saturday night.

So upgrade to business class 1st leg $35, 2nd leg $75. Sure, go ahead - err, you mean $75 total. Nope. Okay, no thanks.
Lunch consisted of me called my wife on the phone and asking where she is, and why we never eat in the airport together. She was already home, so off to Burger King for me.
Sitting on the plane and 2 fun things happen. The flight attendant comes downs and asks if you know your sitting in an emergency exit row to all of us. I do a startled eyes wide mouth open OMGOSH at her, and she laughs at me and leans in and says “I am going to have to watch you this flight” I flashed my dimples and we both laughed. And for the pigs reading this, yes she was hot, very tall. Should be on the cover of Ebony. Actually 2 of the 3 flight attendants where tall and good looking, and very personably. Cant go worng with 2 out of 3

Second thing was the gaggle that came in and sat around me talking about abused and abuse books and abuse book authors. It was all I could do to bite my tongue and not ask if they heard the 2 jokes “Whats the first thing a woman does…”

So the other day I was told there are more woman then men. So I count the population in 3 airports, on 2 planes, 1 restaurant, 1 baggae claim area - more men 74% to 26% on average. Hmmm..

Standing in baggage claim, this nice lady next to me answers her cell phone and says “Sure let me give you directions. Turn right at the lady with the pink scarf on her head…” hangs up her phone. I turn to her and say “Excuse me, you give the best directions. Most people would say turn left at the stop sign, but you point out a lady with a pink scarf on her head.” I smile and flash my dimples. She grabs my shoulder and laughs out loud with me for a few minutes.

My prayers where answered - not only was my bag the 3rd thing off the baggage claim ramp, but it was undamaged. My prayer at baggage claim is always the same - please don’t let my bag come down the ramp open with rubber ducky boxer shorts thrown all over. I mean besides being embarresed, I don’t own those, and I ‘d have to wonder how they got in the laundry hamper at home.

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