On a flight, some sort of complaint by guy in front of me. He was being obnoxious to the Stewardess (yes, it was on OK word then). He finally demanded her name, etc.

No choice (everybody just sat there mute, like rabbits). I piped up, "Stewardess, I'd like your name and boss's name, please. I'd like to give a version of this event too." She looked at me 'professionally' (and with a fleeting *Mona Lisa smile I won't forget, then shook my hand discreetly as she was leaving the scene) and gave me the info. Guy shut up.

* And we were married the next month, had 3 kids and Nahh, but it felt good to cancel out a drunk asshole (who was also Big).

I wrote, but I doubt the Guy did, after he sobered up. I did make sure to follow Him out of the plane, though ;-)



Ashton Nemesis