Sunday, February 21, 2010
I only hook up at 1ft - 4ft in the air, I get more points that way...
We were flying over an unbelievable thunderstorm and I just wanted to look out the window and watch the storm from above the clouds, but he kept bugging me and moved into the seat next to me. He was asking me stupid questions and I was trying to be polite but was just answering yes, no or oh. Hoping he would go away. So I am half ass listening to him, then, not caring that he was talking to a woman who wasn’t really paying attention…He leans over all pervy like, put his hand on my arm and whispers to me:
“Soooo…are you a member of the mile high club?”
To which my response was “No, I normally fly Northwest” dead serious.
Me: Are you married? (Looking at the ring on his left hand)
Him: well ya
Me: Is your wife picking you up from the airport?
Him: Umm, why?
Me: What the fuck are you doing talking to me? Seriously? Get back in your seat over there or I will make this the worst flight of your life, and will be sure to introduce myself to her at baggage claim.