One Of Many Wacked Out Stories From My Trip:
So I was surrounded by drunkards from Federal Hill (drunken frat kiddie side of baltimore) on my way home from Tampa. They'd been at the football game in Miami on Sunday and had flown in to Tampa from Ft Lauderdale. how unbelievably annoying they were. Who drinks that much on a Monday night? and then gets on a plane? and then orders more beer? they were all at least 10 yr older than me, too.
The guy I sat next to was probs the worst. He was 37, lived in FH, his girlfriend was so blitzed she kept falling asleep (it was only 8 pm). He was asking me annoying questions, like where I live. and then when I told him he asked me if I was "of the faith". WTF. I cannot believe how many people just come out and ask me that. For Chrissakes, if I WAS Jewish, I'd be annoyed too. Because really why do people care so damn much?
Anyway. I said no, and reached for the magazine to do the crossword, which I had already done on the way down to Tampa but I wanted a way to avoid this guy. He'd already offered to buy me a beer and I declined. I'm doing the xword again, and he's TRYING TO HELP ME. GOOD GOD. I don't tell answers to puzzles to strangers on airplanes. The point of puzzles is to keep your mind busy, not to finish as quickly as possible.
Then he asked me how long I'd been married and i said six years. He actually asked me if I liked it. WOW. I said yes, for the most part, I am happy I'm married, but I probs wouldn't do it again because its a lot of work and you have to be selfless. He said his only lasted three years, and his drunkie gf's only lasted 1. I said "Well, at least you aren't with someone you weren't happy with", but on the inside I was thinking "you two are just lazy and didn't want to work on your respective relationships because, like I said, it is a lot of work" lol.
He offers me beer again and I say no, again, and he says "why not" and I say "Because I have to drive home" and he says "so do i" and I said "God, I hope not" really seriously. in case youre wondering i really dont care what ppl think of me anymore when i'm never going to see them again. he was a little taken aback. he tried to say he was kidding or something but i knew better. a few minutes went by and he said 'you think im drunk?' hahahah i said "um, yeah. i see drunks all the time' and he insinuated that he wasn't drunk but maybe had just been smoking weed. great, that's pretty much the same as drinking! I said that, too. He said "Jeez, you don't drink, you don't smoke, what the hell do you do?" I said, "I work, and I go to school, and I am responsible, I don't smoke because I could lose my job and my nursing program, and I do drink, but ONLY WHEN I DONT HAVE TO DRIVE!" and he actually said 'you still go to school?'. wtf. i know im older than a typical student but that was pretty harsh. wow. he was trying to act like he was 23 or something. i so badly wanted to strangle him and say for the sake of all that is holy please grow the f*** up.
He fell asleep and spilled the other half of his beer on himself. I could not wait to get off that damned plane. At the suitcase carousel I slipped my therapist's card into his messenger bag. I need to call her and tell her about that, she's going to crack up if he actually calls her. But he needs some serious help, besides all the childishness he actually really looked pretty depressed.
I'm sure I have other stories to relay but I think I'll stop here bc this is already wicked long.
oh one more thing, while i was doing the crossword he remarked i was going through it quickly and i said "its the "easy" crossword, see? even you could do it". it just slipped out, ha ha ha i felt kind of bad! What happened to my southern politeness and manners? LOL