Whoa. I’ve been so busy with moving and planning this trip I’m on that I totally forgot I was going to do NaBloPoMo. So a couple days late, but I’ll add a couple more in December…
While I’m currently in Cleveland to volunteer for the Obama campaign, I am forbidden from saying any more about that, until I guess, tomorrow, so instead let’s talk about airport romances.
You’re traveling alone, you might have a boyfriend or girlfriend or even be married, it doesn’t matter, as long as you’re traveling alone. You sit down to people watch while you wait for you flight; scanning the room and then you see her. She’s not really your type, she’s not even that cute, but she’s also alone and maybe close to your age. You watch her, try to figure her out. Who is she texting? Why is she reading that magazine? She has so many flaws that it couldn’t possibly work.
Shit. She just caught you looking at her. Now begins the dance. You steal a glance, she takes one back. Ok, she must be texting her parents because you’re texting your mom. And hey, that magazine is good for laughs if anything and Lord knows you may need laughs on this flight. Damn, she caught you again. This time you send her a smile. Surprised, she turns away quickly.
Great. You messed up. Oh well, it doesn’t mean anything anyway. Wait. What was that? Yes! She just returned your smile. She just needed the time. Now, you’re both lined up and ready to board. You get on first. Choose your seat because it’s open seating. Stare down that guy eying the seat next to you.
Craning your neck you see her slowly advancing down the aisle trying to ignore you. You sit back, casually ignoring her. You practice your opening line silently. She’s nearly at your row now. You’re ready for it. Your face is buried in the Spirit catalog. You feel her take the seat beside you. You tilt you head up. It’s not her. It’s the old nun who was several people behind her. She passed you. She ignored you. She hates you.
Whatever. She wasn’t that hot. She probably has a boyfriend anyway. Besides, you know she seriously reads USweekly without one drop of irony.
Care to comment?