was flying home Sunday night from California...and two Mideast types were sitting in front of me and next to me... ..The one next to me acted strange...had tried to convince me my aisle seat belonged to him...and other things... He made me very nervous-(I was tired & spent anyway)....the plane was full....and I had no where to go and no concrete reasoning for my anxiety. So I panicked and had a sense of dread....I truly imagined him cutting my throat... ..so after I quietly cried a bit, I prayed for help, peace....and if this was my time, that I would be strong, and courageous.I remember that, Gwen. I was that guy. People tell me I have a MiddleEastern look to me.
I was going to jump up and yell
We're all gonna die!!!!
........but you already looked so upset I thought you'd have a heart attack for sure.
;^)