Allergies, Swedish Fish And Jackie P.
Row 18, Seat A. That’s the window seat in the back of the plane I am on right now. I’m next to the bathroom and a flight attendant named Jackie P. She seems nice. Her name is on her shirt and she’s reading “The Color Purple”. I bet she likes Oprah.
I landed in Charlotte on the way to Ohio and was told that my flight was delayed an hour. Moments after I was told that, sitting there with my computer and phone plugged in attempting to find some sort of internet my allergies decided to show up. I have a weird nose, and it’s probably the origin of my aversion to people touching my nose, but it bleeds really easily. Or, sometimes, for no reason at all. Which is really neat when you are on the phone, and your computer and everything is plugged in.
There’s nothing quite like packing up everything as fast as you can while blood is dripping down your face all over your shirt in the middle of an airport terminal. Or being the guy that now has everything packed up and is running around looking for a bathroom with blood all over his face and hands and shirt and pants. Seriously, there’s nothing like it. I defy you to find something like it. You can’t can you? Because there truly is nothing like it.
After that fiasco, I decided to check out the snack shop area and picked up some awesome Swedish Fish, and a Tropical Citrus Vitamin Water. Six dollars and forty-eight cents. Neat. Once I almost bought a turkey wrap from a refrigerated wall at an airport before I realized it was nine dollars. Airport food hurts my heart sometimes.
Turns out my flight wasn’t delayed as much as once broadcast on the loud speaker. By the time I got back to the gate, sat down and plugged in my computer again, an announcement from the speaker above me told me that my flight was now boarding. I packed everything back up.
So here I am back in the corner of this plane, next to the bathroom and Jackie P. listening to the new Coldplay record and waiting for this plane to land in Akron, Ohio. Pretty glamorous huh?
That reminds me of a song. Enjoy the flight as it is always lovely to fly, per my opinion. Greetings to Jackie P, glad your nose is better…regards to Mr. Wickham by the way. Swedish fish, huh? Wonder what that one tastes like…Cheers and have a safe flight and Lord williing, allergy-free!
You’re truly living the life. And please never buy swedish fish again.
Sweedish fish rock! Your sister got me hooked on them. Besides her I haven’t known anyone else who likes them. Makes sense you do.
your nose always seems to bleed at the most inopportune times! Whenever you are in a hurry… your nose just starts gushing…
you need to carry a tide stick in your man bag.
(sorry, do you call it computer bag? cause technically it’s a tote. I didn’t think you’d want me to say in your “man tote”? or do you like the word “satchel”? We could say, “fetch my satchel” from now on… what do you think?.)
Well, anyways, those tide sticks work good.
Come on Brody – Haven’t you seen the Propel commercials? You have to do like 5 million sit ups to burn the calories contained in one Vitamin Water…grab a propel next time – at least that is what the commercial says to do…
Swedish Fish is my #1 choice when flying back from a different country. They’re always safe … unlike those expensive refrigerated sandwiches (which are definitely not worth the money).
“Airport food hurts my heart sometimes.”
I concur. Wholeheartedly.
You live a fascinating life, Brody.
So you have wifi on this plane? Or type and post later? Stinks about the nose. I bet all the passengers were hoping you and your blood soaked shirt sat next to them.
Swedish fish and Coldplay…beautiful combination.
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you’re like a movie star.
mmmm Swedish fish ^_^ they were a personal favorite of the girls on my softball team!
Swedish fish were one of my childhood favorites. I still like them. Good choice.
Wish I were going to Alive – I’m an hour north of there – heading to a songwriter’s conference this weekend, so no extra days off to catch Mr. Wickham and the rest.
Swedish Fish are my island candy.
My comments never show up…I don’t need you to hate me too, Brody :[
I love Swedish fish. I love vitamin water. But the thought of them together almost made me gag. : )
Airport food sucks. Whenever I stuck in an I seem to always be craving something the airport doesn’t have.
Swedish Fish are always a good option though.
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