Okay I had to put my flight experience which happened yesterday. My flight back to Boston was at 11:25pm. Okay i'm not saying i'm proud of this but by the time my family and I all got together and to the airport, it was almost 11! After a lot of hurrying commotion the ticket ladies finally got that I was really late! So I had to rush to my gate. There were 2 flights leaving at one gate. So I went to the boarding line but they said my row was not called yet. Okay I waited.
Then they called my row and I waited in the boarding line. When the ticket lady took my ticket, she chose me for the "random" search. I was pretty surprised because just a few minutes ago I was watching a middle aged man being searched and I thought to myself why is it always men who are being searched?
So they searched my carry-on, my ticket envelope, my back-pack, and of course the shoe thing. The girl checking me recognized my last name and it turned out she knew my mom and my whole family. So the whole time she and the other guy were checking me, the girl was talking to me about my whole past life story. I felt it so contradicting because how could a young girl like me, with the family friend knowing everything about my family background, be a threat to the airplane? Now that was just completely "random."
By the time I got on the airplane, I was the last one. I walked towards my seat and saw a maybe 40s woman sitting by the window which meant that I had the aisle. Yeay! As I came to my seat and looked at the lady, she asked me if this was my seat. Yes- then she asked me if I wanted to trade with her son who was sitting about 5 seats ahead by the window. I was hesitant at first but then I reluctantly said yes. Since I was already standing I walked to where her son (who was about a young teenager) and his mom said that we were going to trade seats. The son was like 'awww mom you didn't have to make it such a hassle.'
So here's like 4 of us trying to move around in the aisle and me still carrying all my bags, especially this black one that was breaking my back. So they (or the son) told me to go into the seat first. I laid my bag on my neighbor's seat (who was a pretty cute guy- i'm guessing 20 or so who was dressed in denim) and sat down. He asked me if I wanted my bag in the overhead compartment and I said yes. He sat down and I was finally sitting down when "Excuse me. I notice you two are not together. You don't know each other right?" Came this voice from a young, pretty blone woman.
The guy and I looked at each other and said no. Then she asked us if we could trade seats with her and her boyfriend (who had 2 aisle seats) so they could sit together. At this time I was already feeling harassed- in a healthy, crazy way and was waiting for my denim neighbor to make the call.
We looked at each other and I just grinned and beared it and said; "Why not?" So up we went. And keep in mind this was happening in a little section so i'm sure everybody there knew what was going on. When I got up this old couple, well more like the old man was saying that I should get something for all this trouble and stuff. Whatever old man I couldn't think anymore.
So here we go trotting back again. So I asked the woman; "So where are these seats?" And she pointed to one right next to us and the other was about 3 seats forward on the other side. Whatever so I claimed the one that was right next to me because I didn't want to move any more. This aisle seat was next to an elderly couple and incidentally right across my original aisle seat and the mother and son duo!
Oh my gosh! So I put my backpack by the old lady and went to get my other bag. I should have just stinking left it but oh well. So I was going to put it above my final seat but I totally had no strength left! I mean I tried to lift it but my hands came slightly down, almost hitting this other guy, sitting down, who flinched.
Me still struggling when this guy came and helped me lift my bag and then went back to wherever. I wonder if he came just to help me? Well, so I finally got to my seat and sat down for good. A second later my cell phone rang. It was my dad. Yup boy was I ready to talk. I think I was talking loud but I wasn't paying attention. Then I heard the son say; "Is she talking about us?" And then I said "Oh no i'm not talking about you." Which I wasn't at that *time.* The mom laughed and lightly touched my arm. My dad was like 'what?' and I just said i'll tell him later.
So that was the first leg of my flight to Salt Lake City, Utah. :) And this other part was not really that important but when I was in the Utah airport heading to my transfer gate, I sat down and waited for my flight to Boston. The denim guy came up to me and asked if anyone was sitting next to me and there wasn't so he sat down. Oh my gosh I should have said- 'oh now we're sitting together' or something dumb like that! But whatevers he probably would have thought I was dumb or something.
Phew. And that was my fun ride! I was so dern tired today, I think I broke a world record for waking up the latest!
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