Last week we flew to Rapid City, South Dakota to start a six state vacation tour. There’s always a variety of people on airline flights. I catch myself evaluating everyone, particularly the men, just in case I have to fight.
Don’t call me paranoid. Call me, I don’t know, prudent. Maybe paranoid. Mainly, prudent.
This flight though, I was more worried about a flight attendant than anything else! At first, I wasn’t completely sure if he was a she, or she was a he. It was she.
I’m figuring she could’ve retired in 1972, but has held on to working as long as she can. The airline must have great benefits! Hair styling, Botox and charm school, however, aren’t among them.
Her gruff, don’t make me slap you, matter of fact, I smoke three packs of cigarettes a day for lifer voice seemed disturbingly familiar. She even looked familiar, but patting my chin with my finger, I couldn’t figure out from where…
Then my mind started churning….a movie, maybe?
That’s it! That’s who the stewardess looks like! She looked like mama from the 1987 movie, Throw Momma From the Train! It was uncanny!! Twilight Zone music started playing it was so eerie!! Continue reading Throw Momma From The ‘Plane’