'Sup!!
So random post about a semi-recent adventure of ours.
RIGHT after finals ended for both of us, and I mean right after because the next morning at freakin' 5am, we were flying out to Hawaii (let me hear those jealous moans lol). Yeah...essentially just threw everything from the car into my room...couldn't see the floor. Now why did we decided to go to Hawaii all of a sudden? ...Good question. If you can answer that, please let me know ;) hahaha! But really, I'm not quite sure. I was talking to my mom about how Bee and another friend of mine were both somewhere fun for Spring Break and I guess she felt bad for me or something because right then and there, she was like, "Why don't you go to Hawaii then after Spring Break is over?"
*pause*
Come again?
Yeah...she was dead serious while I kept on asking her if she really was serious. As soon as I got out of that car, I called Bee up to 'spread the good word.' We both were squealing like the crazy little girls we are :P
Fast-forwarding now, we were now arriving at the airport with luggage and carry-on in tow all bleary eyed. While waiting for the time to board, we just chill out in the waiting area. Being college students, we picked a flight that had a layover in Arizona...that was 3 HOURS!!! It was the cheapest ones available so we jumped on those. When purchasing our tickets, we made sure that our seats were right next to each other. Our first flight then was okay with us sitting next to each other. We hunted down food for a good 2 hours and then tried to watch some Harry Potter 7.1 the last hour before flight part 2 arrived. I pulled my ticket out about 15 mintues before boarding and just mumbled to myself "Seat 6C..." Bee followed suit...before crying out, "We're not sitting by each other!!" As it turns out, the air people had arranged us around OTHER passengers just because we were labeled as 'Single' passengers. Our priority was below those who bought 'Group' tickets because obviously they were in a group. How about those 'Single' passengers who bought tickets separately but were going together!?!?! We frantically made a plan of having the first one to board (me) save a seat for the other and just claim that the other (Bee) was a family member of sort.
Getting on, I quickly found an overhead compartment and threw my bag in before sitting down in my seat. Being an aisle seat, I kept on peeking over to see when Bee was gonna get on. A lot of passengers passed by so I wasn't worried about saving her a seat and relaxed. But I swear the moment she walked through the door, an older couple asked if I could scoot in a bit so they could sit down in their seats...DANGIT!!!! Bee just happened to be on the row across from mine and had a window seat. We tried to come up with a plan, but decided to wait for more people to come in and sit down before asking to trade seats with a person. Bee asked if I wanted to trade spots and course I wanted the window seat, so I gladly accepted :) lol! Nearing the end of boarding, there was still nobody sitting on my newly acquired row so I was just about tell Bee to get up and move over to sit next to me when some dude
throws down his magazines into the seat next to mine before walking further back into the plane. I eye the magazines then back up at Bee and she's reflecting back the same look of, "What the--!?!" A few minutes later, he comes back from putting his luggage away and sits down in the aisle seat. His magazines are taking up the seat between us. All I can do is stare as he then stuffs his bag not under the seat in front of him, but the seat in front of his magazines!! Then he takes off his shoes and also puts it to the side before slouching down, pulling out his phone, and texting away.
When he was distracted by texting, I leaned slightly forward to see if Bee had her phone out so I could "pass texts" of sorts. Course she doesn't have it on because she's one of the rare people who don't live by their phone. Quite annoying actually...haha! So I "subtly" tap my phone to tell her to turn it on. Once she finally got what I was trying to say and turned it on, there was some furious texting to see what we were gonna do with our seating predicament. Essentially, she made me ask the guy if anybody was seating in the seat his magazines were currently occupying T__T Thanks Bee. The man quickly removed his magazines and took his backpack/shoes out...only to freakin' put in the spot that Bee was just sitting!! Still with no shoes on, he went back to texting. At least now we were sitting by each other and had some company for the 6 hour plane ride ahead of us.
LONGEST PLANE RIDE OF MY LIFE!!! So uncomfortable, freezing because the airplane didn't give our free blankets (charged $7 for them!!) and then all the food was charged. I was irritated. Then again, that didn't compare to Bee who sat next to Dr. Moneybags. Why we call him Dr. Moneybags? Doctor because all the magazines he threw down were medical relate and money because he pulled out his
very nice looking wallet to start flipping through a giant wad of cash!!
It wasn't that he was annoying...much. It was just that the things he did were so weird!
After Bee came and sat by me, he turned to us to say that he would soon be out because he took some sleeping pills for the flight. And was he out!!! For a good 4 hours, he was out cold while I was squirming in my seat, holding my bladder.
 |
| Doctor Moneybags!!! $$ |
|
(Had Bee pose as I 'slyly' took a picture with Dr. Moneybags in background for memory sakes lol)
Luckily, the pilot announced something and that woke up him. As soon as he was up to go to the bathroom, me and Bee also ran to the other bathrooms. Sadly, the other one was occupied leaving the one Dr. Moneybags was in. Ok, so when a person is trying to walk by, especially a lady, the guy would usually stand to the side and wait for her. Oh no!!! Dr. Moneybags squeezed into the aisle and squirmed past me to his seat. He had a freaking clear spot to stand and wait! But no. And then he would order anything and everything offered on the plane; hence, the Moneybags. Later, we all had to sign some paper for the Agriculture Dept. of Hawaii. Neither of us had a pen, and course, Dr. Moneybags had one. As Bee asked if she could use it, the man didn't even look up as he flicked his wrist to point the pen at her. In the time that it took Bee to sign her name, the man was asleep already. We just left the pen on his little pull-out-desk.
There's probably more that he did, but I can't nearly recall it as well as Bee (since she was the one that sat next to him) Muahaha! Lucky her ;)
Hope you guys thought this tale was a bit entertaining :D
~Elle~
