I was supposed to fly to Idaho this weekend for a wedding but forces conspired against me. Still, it gave me a good 5 hours in the airport to watch and think. 6-11 on a friday night at Seatac yields me:
- We have wall mounted defibrualtors too, just not as frequently placed as chicago.
- Just because a cute looking girl is reading harry potter does not mean she is nice. "Excuse me, is that the british version you're reading?", "fuck off". Okay then.
- I hate flying, a well established fact, but somehow being in the airport is very calming. I sit and read and things go on around me but it's very tranquil. An odd feeling.
- "Minor technical difficulties, no more than a few minutes to repair" is never true.
- I saw a family rush to the gate shouting "hold the plane" ala every movie ever made. It was funny because it was our plane and we clearly weren't going anywhere soon.
- The T-Shirt I have from Threadless where the squirrel is holding up another squirrel makes the TSA security guards laugh. All of them. More than seems natural.
Hah I have the same shirt.
Dude, are you kidding? Everyone in Seattle knows that nothing compares to a Dick's burger, fries and shake after a few drinks... or more. Grease man, all grease. I agree with the airport.. very calming.