It seems there is a correlation to the subjects about which I write and the number of pageviews.
Subjects related to Flight or Flying generate more views than say . . . about anything else..
So there I was*, Group "C" #15.
I'd failed to log in soon enough to board any earlier.
That isn't necessarily a bad thing.
As I embarked the plane I spotted a seat about eight rows back from the door on the starboard (right) side of the aircraft.
I said a brief prayer to St Christoper to intercede with the Big Guy to hold that seat for me and find me room in the overhead for my backpack.
I had checked my suitcase despite my experience last August..
When I came even with the seat I found a spot directly overhead for the backpack and inquired if I might sit in the middle seat.
I received and answer in the affirmative.
Things went downhill from there.
The diminutive female passenger in the aisle seat, it seems, was averse to getting out of her seat and I was forced to climb over her to reach my seat.
I'd have attempted to scoot in front of her but the space was filled with here purse and some other paraphernalia which I am loathe to describe.
Within seconds of my sitting she used the call button for the flight attendant.
Shortly the aircraft was full and the cabin door was closed.
The attendants made their was through the plane tell everyone to stow their carry-ons under the seat in front of them and put their cell phones on
stun airplane mode.
Guess which passenger was the exception.
They came through again.
They were ignored again.
So the plane ended up taking off with her giant purse in her lap and her phone to her ear.
And she used the call button again while the aircraft was still climbing, not even at 10,000 feet yet.
I could see this was going to be fun.
The plane finally reached cruising altitude but our little friend had fallen asleep or was doing a good job of faking.
The attendants came through with the ubiquitous peanuts and some packaged cookies.
They chose not to wake her.
Shortly thereafter the attendants came through for beverage orders.
She continued to sleep.
The drinks arrived and she awoke.
Using the call button she summoned the attendant, requesting hot water and lemon.
Informed there was no lemon, she said she'd settle for lime.
Thank goodness they had it.
All in all she probably hit the call button at least a half dozen more times.
Later as we approached Las Vegas we were asked to stow the tray tables and return the seats to the upright position,
She needed two reminders.
This time the attendant supervised the placing of her purse under the seat.
As soon as the plane was on the ground her phone was back up and running with a loud conversation with a loved one somewhere else.
It continued whilst passengers began to leave the plane and finally ended when the aisle next to her was empty.
That was when she decided to find her shoes and get ready to get off the plane.
All of the other passengers, including yours truly, and the crew waited patiently while she got ready to leave..
All I can say is I feel I was privileged to have sat right next to the center of the Universe.
blooger is acting strange
performing unrequested functions
*SJC