Remind me to never take a lone flight back, which the reality is, I was taking at this very moment. It was a thrilling experience actually for having unaccompanied flight, especially when I have to take Aerotrain to reach Satellite terminal A, whereby my boarding gates coded C35 is located within that building. Nevertheless, the fact, which I was bored to death, is seriously no kidding.
I was listlessly sitting on my seat, peeking around my brisk surrounds, waiting endlessly for all the passengers finally jumped into the plane and lifted off, when a hospitable generous sympathetic air steward showed up in front of my face, simply smiled, and asked if it was my unescorted flight with his compassionate voice. He didn’t only stop for nothing, but he gave me an unasked cushion afterwards. For goodness’ sake, I was dazzled by his tender eyed look and the way he cared about me, as the aircraft passenger of course. I did overstate it, but I ever told you that I easily fall for strangers, and that caring and considerate flight attendant is no exception.
So, here I was, fifteen minutes before the touchdown, which meant I had to shut my Mac down and finished my banal writing. So, people, see you soon. I will come up with another nonessential post of mine, as always, and I wish I didn’t bore you with all the details of my life, however if I did, then all I could say is, SORRY.
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