We were in Group 3 boarding our flight out of Washington. The gate guy told me "Thank you, sir" as he scanned my boarding pass. He glanced up to catch my WHAT-DID-YOU-JUST-CALL-ME expression and apologized. I laughed and went down the jetway.
Ten minutes later, the gate agent found us on board. T and I had switch seats. "Mr Rose?" I told him that I am Rose and asked how I could help him. He apologized to the plane as I laughed. T gave him a fist bump (long hair means T is usually the one mistaken for the other gender).
Five minutes later, the gate agent bumped us to First Class. Really. FIrst class! Ok, lame on domestic North Americal flights, but still! I had 3 drinks. Totally improved my running-5-hours-late travel experience.
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Date: 2015-02-26 06:26 pm (UTC)