“Enough is enough! I have had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane!”
So, I did something for the first time today – I wore a suit on a plane… sorry, a motherfucking plane.
Why is this so special and blog-worthy? Well, you see, I have spent my entire life wondering what would possess someone to wake-up at dark:30 am, put on a suit, fly in a plane, and then work somewhere. To pre-April-5-2010 Matt, this concept was ridiculous. I mean – how is it comfortable? Won’t you get it wrinkled and smelly? These profound thoughts went through my head every time I saw someone in a suit on a plane.
Today, *I* was the suit on the plane.
You know – it wasn’t so bad!
So, as I sat there reading my Final Fantasy Tactics A2 manual, I pondered how life has a strange way of bringing us places we never thought we’d go. I’m sure you, the reader, have a few examples from your own life. Here’s some of my examples:
– I never thought I’d fail out of anything academic. Yet, in college, I had to tell my parents that I lost the academic scholarship after my first semester.
– Then, after I graduated college, I didn’t think I’d have a doctor tell me I had cancer and my chances of survival were less than… not surviving.
– Those of you who knew me in high school would have bet money I would have never had kids… now, my kids are my life.
– Then, I never thought I’d be wearing a suit on a plane. Life is like a box of… blarg, enough movie quotes!
So, there I was on the plane… in my suit… at dark:30 am. What do people in suits on planes do? I always thought they read newspapers or worked on their laptops. Well, I guess that’s what everyone else does. Me? I whipped out my Nintendo DS (if you whip it out…).
A kid passed by my seat and we shared a smile when he saw what I was doing.