though... there was a really funny woman seated next to me for the flight down today. She was a nervous wreck, popping Valium like tic-tics. Completely freaked out that she might miss her connection... not because of the delay it would cause, but because she was afraid that her baggage would get to the destination before she did. It was really odd.
I decided to sleep. had a crummy middle seat and didn't want to talk to her anymore.
That would weird me out too. She must have had a stash of some sort in that bag to be so worried about it arriving before her.
And middle seats are the absolute worst!