After our Nightmare in Montgomery Airport, we had quite the little entertaining steward on our tiny plane to Dallas. He would say things in a droll tone, like, "We have many beverages for you to choose from. You might like to choose our delicious
Delta bottled water." When I turned down the pretzels (*ack*), he nodded & said, "Trust me, I understand." He looked over at me & Amy, & we were wearing matching red Coca-Cola
t-shirts. He says, "What's the occasion?" We look at each other, & I say, "A sale at Big Lots." And he laughed hysterically.
I'll be here all week, folks. Current Mood: amused