Reason #29813 Why Single-Passenger Charter Planes Should Become the Norm
On the first leg of my return flight to Boston, I find myself seated next to a dyed-in-the-wool, elderly Manhattan socialite. She’s the talkative kind, so I make certain to keep my headphones in. One has to maintain one’s Radius of Surliness™, after all.
I did let my guard down—twice, when the flight attendant was handing out snacks—and she pounced:
- I was leafing through a few Tokyo guidebooks, and she asked “Is that where you’re going?”
- After finishing the two volumes of Persepolis I’d bought for the flight home, she asked if I was a graphic novelist.
I was sorely tempted to ask Captain Empirical if she’d made those slacks she was wearing. Because if she’s wearing clothes, she must be a tailor.
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