When he got on board, he sat right down and started reading. I couldn't read yet so I don't know what it was but I could tell from the cover that it was probably one that I would not enjoy. Shortly after, the flight attendant passed out bags of peanuts. As I was trying to open my bag, I looked over and saw the man downing the bag of peanuts straight from the bag and not eating them one or two at a time. While I was staring at him in amazement, I noticed there were a few peanuts still scattered on the light blue shirt that he was wearing and I laughed to myself thinking "Is he saving those for later?" "I wonder when they will fall off of his shirt...oh he just moved...nope, the nuts are still there". I was enthralled, waiting for those few nuts to fall off.
Then he caught me staring at him as we were getting our drinks. Shoot, thought I, now what? I know...I'll just smile at him like I'm being friendly and not because I'm laughing at the nuts on his shirt (Sidenote: I was pretty advanced at age 3 mentally).
As I smile at him while trying not to give the impression that I am laughing at him, he smiles back at me. I have been so enthralled by watching if or when the nuts will fall off of his shirt, I have neglected to eat mine so in the hopes of adding to the collection, I offer him one. And then another. Before I know it, this guy has taken all the peanuts from me, a sweet and innocent little girl. Now I'm starved and no longer care about the peanuts still clinging to his shirt.
I still have bad memories of this. I'm pretty sure this is why I don't like guys or anything in the nut family. All because of him.
To read the man's side of the story, click here.
14 comments:
Next flight, wipe your nose.
It must be the head cold but it took me about a third of the post to figure out what you were writing. I was caught up on the fact that you said you were 3 in 1997.
This is hilarious, if a lie. Unless you're really 15 and Big A has broken a lot of laws to marry you.
OH! So I was going to make sure I left a comment... I'm going to the UP on Sunday!!! We should meet up ;-)
Bwahahahahahahaaaa. That was the funniest thing I've read in awhile.
Good job, Murf.
~ Your pretentious yet beautiful and pensive friend,
Bone
Sage - I have to or else they will probably either not let me board or make an emergency stop somewhere midflight.
Ed - You're so pretty. ;-)
TC - Internally I still feel 15 and others have called me a tall 5 year old. I don't get it.
TC - You're saying "Yah" to the U.P?!? Ok...that's just mean. Why would you come on a Sunday and not a Saturday where I might have a slim chance of heading up there? Don't doubt that I wouldn't make the drive. Sage can speak to my enjoyment of 2 hour drives and "pop in" visits. 4 hour drive north would be fun. Ed is still scared of my 8 hour drive when I visit him. :-)
Bone - Whoa! Coming from you that's quite a compliment. Thanks! I look forward to when Sage posts another one-sided story that includes a woman a bit older and that I can relate too although I could relate to watching to see if the nuts would fall off his shirt or not. During UM tailgates one of the highlights is tossing cheese cubes into the road and seeing how many people come close to it and who finally steps on it. It's the simple pleasures in life, isn't it? :-)
I was going to do it on Saturday. Then my Mother roped me into going to Toyland with her. I'd rather be heading to da UP.
You should have come down this weekend so I could have given you a parting gift of a doozy of a cold.
Ed - I feel pretty safe I would be immune. I would have skipped the good night kiss which is how you fell victim to it. :-)
For some reason, I thought about this post as I was lying down for a nap yesterday and it made me chuckle outloud again. (As opposed to chuckling silently?)
I think you're needed on Bone's blog: Sage made a comment about the Hallmark channel. I'd address it myself, but I had just written the comment before it, and figured that would look weird.
Plus, I'm still just your apprentice when it comes to giving Sage the guff he deserves.
Oh no...the pressure. I'm heading over!
Neat story, and really great memories! I'm wondering what else happened that day :)
Ha! I just arrived from the peanut man's site. :)
Cute take on the story...and I love how he didn't notice the peanuts on his shirt.
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