Come Fly with Me

Let's talk on cellphones really loudly. Let's power dress. Let's attach our wireless electronics to our belts. Let's advertise to the world how important we are by attaching more than one. Let's strut down the concourse with obvious purpose. Let's pretend to think it's not obvious. Let's hope other people are noticing. Let's position our luggage next to a seat so as to preserve our personal space. Let's make sure we're the first in line. Let's cut in if we're not. Let's ignore the half-mumbled complaints of those around us as we edge our way in. Let's make a point of fidgeting as the jetway gets backed up. Let's block the aisle with our belly bulging from too many expensed meals while we shove, shove, shove our oversized luggage into the overhead bins. Let's argue with the flight attendant who points out that it won't fit. Let's finally be seated. Let's tilt the recliner back as far as it will go. Let's imagine that there's no seat behind us. Let's fall asleep and snore loudly. Let's have a nice flight.