The Airport Experience

First off, I made it to the airport on time. This shouldn't be note worthy but i have missed something like 7 out of my last 8 flights...I wish i was joking. The last time i flew, I missed both the outbound and return flight (pretty impressive if you ask me).

I enjoy listening to other peoples conversations. It's like people watching kicked up a level and the airport is possibly the mecca for both. There are happy people and terribly upset people. There are American's and foreigners. There's the parent's trying to deal with crying children about to lose it on everyone. I love it!

That was until this morning. I'm pretty sure i have been physically abused in the ears. I'm standing in line at the security checkpoint when i overhear a conversation between two TSA employees. One of them, the speaker is a heavy set (fat) lady. She looks at her coworker and says (I kid you not), "I am so bloaded right now! I haven't taken a shit in over 4 days."

I think i puked in my mouth a little.

About to board - hasta luego.