Airport Clamor Imagined.

Carl, Carl did ya hear me?

Root Beer, yes, no not diet.

Stanley get on line, go on, say you just had your hip replaced. (Art imitating Life.)

Sol, hurry I want to stop at the place that has pizza so I can have a couple of slices on the plane. No, nothing to drink. I get dizzy when I pee on a plane. Ugh and the floor is always wet. TMI.

Marty hold my coat, I knew I should-a checked it with my luggage. What ya mean I have to hold my mah jongg set on my lap. Are you joke(r)ing me. Get it Marty that’s a joke. Ha! Ha! Next time go for the Mosaic thingy.

Ron- ( hello Ries) go show em your shoulder strap so we can get the exit row. No one can bang into you, you’ll sit by the window. 

Mel-ask for bags of cookies and 2 bags of pop chips and pretzels. I’m hungry.

Frank- can you get me a magazine in the front of the plane? Doris what century are you living in? This is Jet no magazines) Blue. Ok, so buy me earbuds. I’ll catch up with Teresa Guidice on RHONJ.  

Joey, wanna play gin rummy? I brought the cards we got when American Airlines sprung for them.

Morris-ask what plantain chips are and if they’re kosher? Be nice. Don’t tell me to shut up.

Paul- you wanna sandwich? I brought cream cheese and grape jelly on white. Or sardines on a roll with butter and onions. Neither one? No worries, eat the plantain chips.

Dinner? We are having Chinese. The new place I heard about at Canasta has an early bird all the spareribs you can eat special. Did you ever?

Danny, Danny you sleeping? Watch my handbag I am going to see what they are selling in the cart. Quick let

me out. 

To the Moon Alice. To the moon. Vayismir