No commuting for me last week - It was a trip to Key West!
I work hard but I play harder. After a terrible week at work, I boarded the train to Newark Airport and was on the first flight to Miami, Fl.
Since I was running a little bit late, I was one of the last people to get on the flight. This was fine for me since I didn't have to wait for the plane to arrive (It was also about 6:00 am) When I got on the flight, I noticed two girls in their early 20's giggling. One of them was in my very expensive window seat.
As I approached them, I could tell they had already sized me up. No makeup, hair in a ponytail, and in my comfy clothes. They, on the other hand, were in full armor with their acrylic nails, face paint, and Channel purses.
I asked them if they were in the correct seat. I was supposed to be in 7F. They just stared at me like I was from another planet. Finally, the one in the window seat huffed. I said, sorry hon, there is no way I'm trading a middle seat for a window. Apparently they had reshuffled a bunch of people to get that seat combo.
I finally get to sit in my perfect window seat and brunette screams to Blondie now sitting behind her. "At least SOME people are nice."
I work hard but I play harder. After a terrible week at work, I boarded the train to Newark Airport and was on the first flight to Miami, Fl.
Since I was running a little bit late, I was one of the last people to get on the flight. This was fine for me since I didn't have to wait for the plane to arrive (It was also about 6:00 am) When I got on the flight, I noticed two girls in their early 20's giggling. One of them was in my very expensive window seat.
As I approached them, I could tell they had already sized me up. No makeup, hair in a ponytail, and in my comfy clothes. They, on the other hand, were in full armor with their acrylic nails, face paint, and Channel purses.
I asked them if they were in the correct seat. I was supposed to be in 7F. They just stared at me like I was from another planet. Finally, the one in the window seat huffed. I said, sorry hon, there is no way I'm trading a middle seat for a window. Apparently they had reshuffled a bunch of people to get that seat combo.
I finally get to sit in my perfect window seat and brunette screams to Blondie now sitting behind her. "At least SOME people are nice."
Next time when daddy pays for a plane ticket, make sure he confirms your seat BEFORE.
2 comments:
Just remember the time your parents took you to Fl. they flew 1st class and you flew... in the back of the plane.
Did you have a window seat then?
"Did you have a window seat then?"
I didn't. I've got such MEANIE parents. I do believe I got free snacks at the elite club though. :)
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