Work decided to send me down to NJ for the day yesterday. I’ll skip the details, but needless to say it wasn’t my idea of thrilling. On the plane ride back at 7:30pm packed with business travelers, the flight attendant started out with «can we pretend to have your attention for the safety briefing.» Further comments included «if you don’t like our service tonight, this aircraft is equiped with six emergency exits.» And finally with the oxygen masks, since we were flying out of Philadelphia, we were encouraged to put our own masks on first before helping any kids or Yankies fans.
Tyson picked me up from the airport, drove me home, and presented me with a wonderful apple crisp he’d made.
I’m not sure it’s worth helping the Yankee’s fans at all.