I’m at the airport today waiting for a flight to Texas. It’s the beginning of another month or so of travel, and while I will miss my home and my friends, I am a little psyched to save on electricity and groceries at least three weeks.
I haven’t been at the airport an hour an already two interesting things happened. The first is that some guy who forgot to take his belt off before he got to the metal detector tried to take it off and put it in with my stuff. If it hadn’t been obvious that he was just a bit stupid, I would have panicked more or made a scene. As it was, as soon as he put it in my plastic bin, I took it right back out and on the conveyor belt. I thought about telling him off though: you can’t pull that shit at the airport! No one wants your heroin-infused belt in their bin. Jerk.
The second thing was pretty awesome. I went to a restaurant to get a quick bite, as I may not get a chance to eat until I get off the plane at 10pm New York time. The lady sitting next to me had this HUGE spinach pizza in front of her, so she turned to me and asked me if I wanted half since she didn’t want it to go to waste. Of course, I said yes. So, she cut it in half, packed her part in a box, and handed me the plate. I ordered iced tea and tipped 100% so the waitress would be okay with this.
A friend of mine always says,”You never know what will happen or who you will meet at the airport.” Usually, my flights are so uneventful this doesn’t apply. Not today!psyche