Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Biting my lip

Yesterday, I was walking along in the terminal heading to the gate for my first leg of the day. It was morning. Early morning. There were plenty of people around, but it was mostly quiet as everyone was looking "not quite awake" as they wandered from security to the coffee shop and then off to their gates. All was very pleasant. Then, behind me, the unmistakable sound of some all too important, self-absorbed loud ass blabbing away on a cell phone. Some people just have the type of voice that shouldn't be allowed in public. At least at certain hours of the morning. You could actually feel all the other passengers hate this woman as we all walked along with minimal noise, then there was her, flapping her gums as full volume.

Then, out of her pie hole comes, "Argh... my feet are just KILLING me!!!!" At that, I glanced over my shoulder at this person who has been ruining the morning's peace. She was at least 250 lbs, and no more than 5 foot tall. I managed to bite my lip, but there was a serious desire to say to her, "I know why!!!"

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