Alrighty folks, time to spread the holiday cheer and spend time with the parental units. In order to do so - at least for me - means packing up and flying half way across the country. Lucky me, I'm accident prone. So, what happened this time? Let me give some background on this one.
For some reason the apartment complex I live in decided that moulding around the walls at waist level was a good idea. Now, this is not your thin moulding that is usually used along the ceilings, but instead juts out from the wall about two to three inches. I was, in preparation of packing the evening before leaving for the airport, shifting laundry. Somehow, I managed to misjudge the distance between the corner of the moulding and my eyeball, the result being a nice shiner around my right eye. Lucky me.
This bruise - and I'm half-convinced of this - is possibly the reason I was bumped up to first class on my second flight. The man sitting next to me was quite insistent on talking to me, the conversation taking this awkward turn:
Guy: So, what do you do for a living? *cheesey grin*
Me: Uh, I'm a vet assistant. *holds book up higher*
Guy: Oh, you help veterans?
Me: No, I'm a veterinary assistant.
Guy: Oh, cool. Do you like snakes? *leans closer, starting to dig around in his pants*
Me: Excuse me?? O_O;;
Guy: *pulls out iPhone* This is my python. His name is Monty.
Me: Oh...Oh, he's handsome...*buries face in book for the rest of the flight*
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