I was just reading through the 'fear of flying' thread and remembered all the times I had to get on planes - which I hated. And then the question of who sits next to you when travelling. This was the funniest thing that ever happened to me:
I was travelling back from Knoxville, TN where I had gone for a conference. I changed planes at Charlotte, NC and found myself sitting next to a sweet old lady. She asked me if she could change seats with me as she was claustrophobic and we started talking.
She asks me "So you've been to Tennesse"
Me: Yes ma'am, for a conference
She:How did you like it there?
Me: The food was wonderful, and we went to a concert which was nice
She: So you like country music?
Me: No. It was a rock band. I like lots of music but I really don't like country.
She: Have you heard of Naomi Judd? She sings country music?
Me: Yes. (well, everyone knows Naomi Judd)
She: Naomi Judd is my daughter!!
Me: (vainly try to take foot out of mouth)..err..sorry...I do like Naomi Judd...
After getting off the plane I thought it just might have been a batty old lady. So I went to the library and got Naomi Judd's autobiography and looked at the pictures. Sure enough, it was the same lady I had spoken to on the plane! Her name was Pauline, and she forgave me my faux pas. She was really sweet, but I wonder why she was travelling coach class..
I was travelling back from Knoxville, TN where I had gone for a conference. I changed planes at Charlotte, NC and found myself sitting next to a sweet old lady. She asked me if she could change seats with me as she was claustrophobic and we started talking.
She asks me "So you've been to Tennesse"
Me: Yes ma'am, for a conference
She:How did you like it there?
Me: The food was wonderful, and we went to a concert which was nice
She: So you like country music?
Me: No. It was a rock band. I like lots of music but I really don't like country.
She: Have you heard of Naomi Judd? She sings country music?
Me: Yes. (well, everyone knows Naomi Judd)
She: Naomi Judd is my daughter!!
Me: (vainly try to take foot out of mouth)..err..sorry...I do like Naomi Judd...
After getting off the plane I thought it just might have been a batty old lady. So I went to the library and got Naomi Judd's autobiography and looked at the pictures. Sure enough, it was the same lady I had spoken to on the plane! Her name was Pauline, and she forgave me my faux pas. She was really sweet, but I wonder why she was travelling coach class..