Note to Reader: I have achieved total success in this “keeping your ear to the ground” for good blog material stuff. My hubby called me while he waited in the Atlanta Airport with this little nugget of FUN!!!
So there he was, chillin’ at his gate waiting on his flight home, when from across the way, the gate attendant from the adjacent terminal (which was bound for good old ORLANDO, FL!!!!) came over the loud speaker with an announcement that rocked their world…
…”Ladies and gentlemen, I want to welcome you to flight # 1234 with nonstop service to Orlando, FL. I wanted to make a quick announcement so that you can prepare accordingly.” …short pause for suspense… “Due to the nature of Orlando being a family oriented destination, we have elected to not board children on this flight.”
Well, according to my hub, it only took a moment for a look of shock to roll over the faces of all the little ones that had visions of gigantic characters, Space Mountain, and plastic ears that for one week’s time will be permanently attached to the tops of their precious little heads. Then just a moment before the children began to revolt, he said that you could see the parents faces as they first almost jumped for joy at the thought of having to send their small ones to grandma’s house while they went off and relived to their childhood, and then second, watched the terror of the situation at hand set in.
The buzz in the gate area grew from a mumble to a thunder. Then two angry soccer moms (or hockey moms) stormed the counter with their lawyer looking husbands in toe. In less than a minute, a frightened looking woman, voice shaking through her forced laughter, came back over the loud speaker and issued the following correction…
“Ladies and gentlemen, my sincere apologies for the previous announcement. What I meant to say was, we have elected to not
PRE board children on this flight.” A massive cheer and a throng of laughter broke through the tension in the air and the woman behind the counter breathed a deep sigh of relief.
The Hub and I don’t think she could possibly have realized how close she was to a scene out of
Lord of the Flies. According to the Hub the grown ups were totally out numbered and those little monsters could have totally taken over and with their video gaming experience could have flown the plane down there to meet “The Mouse” all on their own.
Till next time,
Bon Voyage!
The Places: Wicker Park, The Bean, the Face, the Corn Cobb, Wrigley Field
WOW!!! I honestly thought this day would never come. The day we get to pick our poison. We get to make our bed so we can then lay down in them. This is the day we get to strike a match and then watch it burn. This is the day that we get to stand in line with perfect strangers and make small talk so that we can avoid talking about the exact thing that we have gone t
here to do. VOTE!!! I mean really theirs no excuse. If you don't like who's on the ballot, just write in who you think would do the best job!
the table… or booth as the case may be in some counties… four brand new voters that way their votes would cancel out those four people. Let’s just say…
their civic duty. I so wish that they gave out stickers or buttons at the voting centers. Like my friend Rebecca here, I would wear mine with PRIDE!!! My philosophy is that if you don’t vote at all, you don’t get to complain when things start sucking, and really isn’t that the best part…!
Additional note to reader: I have covered the faces to protect all parties involved.
If you've been reading for any period of time you'll know that this sign holds a place in mine and my dear husband's heart.
It could mean:
is brave and his Marine Corp brothers think the world of him.
