Vodka and coke?
B-7
My sections enters the plane. I forget that Southwest doesn't have assigned seats. Of course the thought 'who shall I seat next to' arises alongside 'I hope I don't hit anyone with my bag...' I slew of thought frequent flood my mind. Open ended and closed ended questions covered the walking distance from the gate to the airplane doors.
-Walking down the isle... No... No middle seats... Arms too wide... Ah, no someone got that one... Oh! Yes a window seat.
I set down and buckled up and got comfortable. As soon as the plane took off I dissolved in my sleep. I awoke thirty minutes into my flight and the drinks had already been served. 'dang!'
I woke up to my seat mates small liquor bottle and a coca cola can. She said you were snoozing while they were serving drinks. She offered me her can of coke and i respectfully declined her offer. I offered up an explanation which was 'I'm not a big fan of coke.' she said neither was she and that's why she had added vodka with it. She stopped a stewardess and told her I had dozed off earlier which was very kind of her. She was really nice. We ended up have a really nice conversation. I'm glad I met her.
Meet the nicest lady on my flight this morning. Her name was Jackie and she works for FedEx. She's the person that balances the packages, combustibles, and fuel on the plane, among other things.
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