Deb’s Travel Chronicles - September 2016

Deb's Travel Chronicles

Upgrade to first class. It's a puddle jumper so don't get excited. It's just enough room to slide my bag under the seat without being a contortionist. My travel partner (TP henceforth) and I experience this trip together. We bonded, really.

In line to board:

TP: go right ahead, it's not leaving until we are all on anyway (chivalry)
Me: thanks so much, you're right (dazzling smile - me not him)

We get on the plane to realize we are seated next to one another.

Me: looks like your stuck with me. Be careful who you're nice to.
TP: chuckling - no problem. Do you mind if I slide my bag under the seat too. Some people get territorial and don't want their bag next to someone else's under the seat.
Me: um, I'm not some people. Of course!  I won't badger you or call you names, I won't even give you dirty looks.
TP: terrific (dazzling smile - him not me)

Enter stage left entitled traveler 1 & 2. ET1 and ET2 - you know how this works.

ET2 getting on the plane. Doesn't travel often CLEARLY. Can't fathom no space over head in 1st class.
ET1: here we will put your stuff over here. They've taken all our space.

TP and I exchange glances

TP: entitled
Me: it's sad they have to put up with the little people this trip

Fast forward to getting ready to close the door to the plane

ET1: are you nervous ET2?
ET2: yes
ET1:  want a Xanax. No I'm serious I have some (loudly-not her inside or in public voice)
ET2: ok
ET1: I probably should have given it to you 20 minutes ago.

TP and I exchange glances.

Me to TP: Xanax is a whisper word, seriously
TP: (laughing) not for her it isn't!

ET1: do you need a snack?  A snack will help
ET2: ok what do you have
ET1: cheese-it's and jelly beans

Me to TP: and Xanax
TP: cheese-it's, jelly beans and Xanax. Trail mix
Me: clearly.

Now we've landed and are about to deplane. Everyone standing, shuffling, getting bags...

ET1: but seriously have you ever had Ambien? It's a miracle!

Me from my seat, TP standing already -

Me: what is going on right now?!
TP: Jesus mother of god
Me: maybe it's us, maybe we shouldn't  travel together any more.
TP: oh, yeah. That's probably it

Me and TP, we get each other. I'll never see him again and don't know his name but I'm glad someone else heard it. Just so I know I heard it.