Airplane Adventures: Prayers and Pixie Dust
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I love how whenever I leave the house, a blogging opportunity happens. I don't write about them as often as I should...usually because I have nothing to write with and/or I just plain forget. Mostly it is the latter. Anyhoo...my airplane ride to Disney World this past Friday for the African American Mom Bloggers Weekend (Disney Mocha Moms as we were called) was no exception. And before I get going on this story...yes I will have a recap...I am still in recovery from such a whirlwind weekend!
First, can I say how much I love AirTran? Milano cookies in business class...just sayin'! (Thank you, Disney!) But I digress...
The business class passengers are getting comfortable in our seats, clicking away on laptops and blackberries, and drinking our complimentary beveys when one of the last BC passengers boards the plane...a young woman with a 12 month old little girl. I am fine. Hey, I have kids so she's not going to bother me. However, I can see the body language of the others saying "Oh God, please do not let her be in BC!" Or better yet "Please God, don't let her sit by me!" I've gotten that look so I know it well.
Who's the lucky winner? A very busy looking Oncologist with his face buried in The Journal of Clinical Oncology. His face says "Aw, s**t" when she approaches the row and needs to get to get to the window seat. (Geez, I hope they don't read this blog!) She can feel the tension and I am sure she way her seat-mate's look as well. She immediately started to make little jokes and be overly friendly which was code for "Please God, do not let my child be a screaming banshee during this flight!" I know because I have prayed the same prayer. The good doctor is barely acknowledging her existence.
As she is getting settled, he makes a last second phone call and is apparently discussing a breast cancer patient's treatment. (I wasn't eaves dropping. Their row is right across from mine and he was talking loud.) When he hangs up, she says "My mom had breast cancer too." He says...NOTHING!! Again, he is acting as if nobody is sitting next to him! I waited for him to say something...I mean, nod for goodness sake! He did nothing but push his face deeper in that book. My thought-- "You prick! Are you so far up your own behind to not say something to this woman!" (Actually that was the clean, PG-13 version of my thought.) To add insult to injury, the baby begins to fidget, babble, and scream. Mind you it was a happy scream, but still it was screaming. I instantly felt bad for her and wished she was sitting next to me. Had my seat-mate not been sleeping, I would have offered to switch places.
Well, I needed not to worry about this woman! She ordered a Bloody Mary, gave her baby a bottle, and said to the doctor "So, do you have kids?" YEAH! I loved it! She was not going to let him snub her! This began a conversation that lasted the entire plane ride. The baby was well behaved and he turned out to not be the prick I thought he was. By the end of the flight, they were BFFs...he even helped her gather her belongings to deplane. Apparently, sprinkled with a bit of pixie dust? Who knows, but I left smiling.
Ahhh...adventures on an airplane.
6 comments:
LOVE IT! I want to be her BFF!
Good for her! I wonder if Bloody Marys and Pixie Dust have similar key ingredients-- they both seem to take the edge off and make folk more "friendly".
Glad you had a good trip back from Disney. It was FABULOUS hanging out with ya!
Yes, readers-- Christie is Fab in person.
- Michele
That was a very good ending. I was so worried he was going to be a prick (pg-13 version) the entire ride. Did she order him a Bloody Mary as well?
HECK YEA! I was that woman hoping Jay would not act a fool up on that plane, ha!! On the way to Orlando, I sat between two guys praying Jay would sleep and not want the boob. He was knocked out the entire ride. On the way back, I sat next to a family and their 21month old daughter - BLISS! But wait...since there were only 3 oxygen masks, Jay and I had to switch seats with an old prick who got pissed at the attendant for making him move. Talking about he should have been notified ahead of time. We were about to take off and he wanted to be a piece of work. In the middle of the flight he turns around to a mom and her young baby and says EXCUSE ME CAN YOU PLEASE STOP KICKING MY SEAT IT IS VERY FRUSTRATING!
It was some moms on that plane that wanted to snatch him up and throw him over board!
Oh my goodness, lol. Now that was NOT what I was expecting, but I am glad that it worked out that way. You almost lost me completely when she said that her mother had breast cancer and he said nothing. I had to read it a couple of times and then keep reading because NOBODY could be that darned evil, lol.
That was a great one! Can't wait to read about your trip.
I could use some of that pixie dust over here.
Winks & Smiles,
Wifey
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