Flying is NOT fun.
I get on the jet, stow my one roll-on and briefcase, sit down, shut-up, I don’t talk to anyone and I don’t want them to talk to me. And hey, Stewardess, flying is a major pain so don’t try a song-and-dance like we are having a party. . .we are not.
Too many flights for too many years, too many chatty passengers that are all a-gush over flying to visit Aunt Sally. . .and too many stewardesses treating everyone who travels, even us business types in First Class domestic and Business international, as the cause of their tired feet and that fact they are old and were never able to fully secure that pilot up front.
Harrumpfh.
Flying is NOT fun.
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Harrumpfh.
Okay.
You’d like sitting with me!
I’d have you talking about 10% flat taxes, and gun ownership and overreaching governments in no time:)
I remember you, you briefly sat next to me on a flight out of Phoenix till I whispered to the stewardess just before they closed the door that I had seen your photo on the wall of a post office.........