on the way home from seeing the grandgirls, when the beverage cart came around, I thought I'd be all cool and sophisticated and act like I flew every week and actually knew what the heck I was doing. I ordered wine, "White, please and thank you very much." I handed the flight attendant my debit card (they prefer that, you know) and she charged me the 6 bucks I was expecting, handed me a short plastic cup and a small plastic bottle of wine. But then.....my true self showed right through when I drank it straight from the bottle. (Really now, why waste the time pouring plus take the chance you'll hit some turbulence and spill it all over yourself and your seatmates??)
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