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May 26, 2012 | 2,131 views | 1 comment

Isn’t it usually the case that the person sitting by you on the plane is talkative? Often times, too talkative.

Sometimes you just want to read or rest or think. Well, on this particular flight, the woman sitting beside me was anything but talkative. She was downright unfriendly. I tried small talk; she just grimaced.

Oh well. I can manage without talking, thank-you-very-much.

Then we had an extended layover in Phoenix. Seems that there was a major incident at LAX, and the entire airport had to be shut down for a while. So, we all were allowed to de-board to get something to eat.

Okay, ... I’ll get a hamburger or something.

So I perused the joints and decided on a hot dog. Yes, mustard; Yes, add chili; and cheese; and onions; and jalepeños. And I’ll take a Dr. Pepper. All fixed up. So I re-boarded the plane. Begging to be excused and with great trepidation, I stepped over the sour-puss who occupied the middle seat.

I took my window seat and struggled to maneuver with my bounty. What to do with the drink? Hmmmm. With the mountainous chili-cheese dog perched on my lap, I reached down to set my drink on the floor. Then as I raised up, my food had traveled up with me. Yellow cheese and yellow mustard and orange chili and green jalapeños were plastered all over the front of my blouse. I looked down at it in mute horror. Did I mention that I was wearing a colorful, Hawaiian-type blouse: yellow, orange, green?

At least the food blended in! That’s when the middle-seat occupant said not a word but disgustedly handed me a napkin. Talk about feeling stupid.

But I had the last laugh, because a little while later, she spilled her drink all over herself, and I was able to silently hand her a napkin. ... Humph!
 
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