sex appeal

i find that when i’m travelling down to lax, i somehow tend to view everyone else with a sense of disdain, and even hatred especially reserved for those who through clumsiness or just ignorance, do things that slow down the process and in any way cause delays for everyone.

i know that it’s bad, and i keep try to have compassion for others, and that they should not be looked down upon for not knowing the best way to do things, in the same way that i would wish that others have compassion for me the first time i try to fumble my way through a foreign airport. but i find it really hard. i find myself just loathing people, and continually rolling my eyes.

maybe it’s because i’m flying southwest on such a commuter flight, that i feel that people should just have it down already. they should know. but cheap fares are egalitarian, and so even people who don’t fly down to see their wives twice a month get to take the plane too, and that’s not their fault.

as the plane was boarding, i was sitting in my normal aisle seat near the front (easy on, quick off), and some girl came up and wanted to sit in the empty middle seat next to me, carrying a rolling suitcase. she lifted it onto her seat, somehow thinking she could get it under the seat in front of her (hell no), and then awkwardly pushed it around, unsure of what to do. i ended up getting up, rearranging some of the bags in the overhead compartment, and putting it up for her. she thanked me profusely, admitting that she “really didn’t know what she was going to do with it.”

so maybe kindness is possible, right?

or maybe it was just the fact that she was really hot. really pretty, fantastic rack, great ass, sexy in that slutty new jersey sort of way.

dammit. some people get away with anything.

and we help them.

Posted at May 28, 2004 9:50 PM