A Compliment?

Today, a burly sort of fisherman stopped me in the aisle as I was trying to solicit credit card applications while knowing nothing about them....and said this to me...after about 4 Jack Daniels on the rocks.

Man:  I gotta ask...how long?
Me:   1 hour
Man: No no, how long have you been doing this?
Me:   4 looooong years.
Man: Really?
Me:  Oh yes.
Man: You're doing a great job (pats me lovingly yet creepy on the arm)...You're gonna make a great family member.

I awkwardly "ha ha ho ha" as I sneak away dodging the chunkos spilling out into the aisle, slowing my retreat while simultaneously avoiding eye contact with everyone else so that they can't fault me if I don't know they need anything, until I get to the back galley and think to myself....what? I am a family member...to many....I think I knew what he meant but that's a new one...I usually get, "How old do you have to be to do what you do?" assuming a compliment to my rare youth in contrast to all the blue-hairs in my industry family that I have to pretend to identify with.

I love my family.

'The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo' Makes Me Vomit

So I get a sample of what's popular with you wild animals during each flight, especially in reading material. I just have to say that I'm sick of seeing this book on the goddamn airplane people...Have I read it? No. Will I read it? No. Why? because EVERYONE and their onboard pet is reading it and mainly because the cover is as ugly as puke. It's like 'Eat, Pray, Love' has reared it's ugly, whiny head yet again. Please, at least Kindle it so I don't have to see it.  Lately, I see at least one copy per row and it's bugging the shit outta me.  Is this ridiculous? Probably. Do I care? No. Maybe it's because I hate dragon tattoos in general (they are right up there with tribal/barbed wire bands & butterfly tramp stamps in my "book") or maybe it's because I loathe when the masses succumb to fads.

Off to watch Eclipse now...I'm Team Edward in a big way by the way...