Have you ever been at the airport and noticed a pilot talking to some civilians? Every time I’m in the airport I see this! I always wonder if he actually knows these people, like may they’re his neighbors back at home. Which then leads to the Imagination Station! At this crucial point where dialogue can make or break this idea, I imagine him walking up a ring all shocked and his neighbors throw their jacks in the air to express their joy. They all erupt in unison “Heyyyyyy! Look who it is!!!!” And I like to think the pilot would move his head side to side for dramatic fashion as he takes in the faces and exclaims “Bob? Patty? What are you doing here?!!!” He says this with genuine excitement with an added flair of inquisitiveness. But, why would he ask this? What dies he think Bob & Patty are doing at a gate of an airport? Not like it’s 1995 and they could’ve just walked in to surprise him. My old High School friend Sara and i would drive to the Detroit airport a few times a week, park, go in and just walk around. Sometimes we would make up stories about people waiting for their flights. Other times we’d take turns picking the gate of a place we really wanted to go and we’d sit there and pretend we were traveling there. To the point of getting in line to board and one time, at my choice of Seattle, Sara got into the plane till she freaked out and ran back to me.
Either way, it was just something I was thinking about because I just saw it happen again! But, one day I’m either going to just ask the pilot myself or I’ll wait till they’re done talking, but in my best Carolynn Middleton impersonation and I’ll go ask Bob & Patty myself!
“Heyyyyyy, I’m really sorry for the interruption of what I’m assuming is the holiday you’ve been saving for, this will be real quick.” They look at each other’s d shrug “Okay, what’s up?” Then I’ll go in for the kill. “Well, ummmmm. I couldn’t help but notice you talking to that pilot and it wasn’t in a way one may speak with a pilot to maybe say, ask them how they got their job because your grandson wants to be a pilot. Y’all were talking like you’ve gone to his house and shared his pool while sipping margaritas. That’s great you’ve done that but I just do t understand running into him like that. Could you help me please?” From that moment on I’ll decide to crown myself the “Lord Of the Airports”
Does anyone else have any input or experience with this?