Airplane Conversations

We've all been there... traveling alone on an airplane and being trapped in a confined area with (many) strange people you don't know and to top it off, flight attendants who are on a power trip (seriously what's up with that? I thought they were here to SERVE us...)

Anyway... I am USUALLY a nice person. Really. Nice. However, when I'm on a plane, I usually am NOT in the mood to converse with random people who I will NEVER EVER see again and I know we are not going to exchange names, numbers, emails, twitter accounts or facebook info just because lets face it... it's just weird.

So that being said, I try and "keep to myself" and I would think that my facials and eyes closed or head in a book would relay that message. I guess I'll have to wear earphones and a face mask next time.

I just want to wear a shirt that says, "I'm traveling for a reason... and I want to rest up on the plane because I'm tired and I just want to get to my final destination without having to pretend like I am at all interested in what anyone else has to say."

Is that mean? No... I'm just being honest.

So I continue to ask myself, as this happens time and time again, "do these people REALLY think that I want to chat? Is my face at all saying... 'Hello, I would love to have a conversation with you?'"

Flashback to yesterday... a nice man starts asking me questions about the in flight Wi Fi that is now offered. I could see if I had a laptop out but I was literally sitting there reading a magazine and since this man had a quiet voice AND everyone in my direct vicinity had their air on full blast, I could barely make out what he was saying. All I heard was "Wi Fi" and then he started going on and on about things I had no idea so I was just nodding like I had some inclination as to what he was getting at. I had none. Then I felt guilty like I should have been more alert to what he was saying but then I thought... no. Not worth it.

So I continued to pretend like I could read lips, but I think he finally figured out that I had no clue. So if your out there man, I'm sorry and I think you have to pay for the "in flight" Wi Fi.

Life Without Work

So I started thinking about jobs and how everyone is labeled with a "job title" and also how people will literally fight to the finish in order to obtain certain "job titles."

Personally, after really thinking about all of this, I think it's all a bunch of BULL. What the fuck are we all doing with our lives anyway??? Is working really the bane of our existence? When you think of it that way, it's actually pretty sick. We are basically living to work. WE ARE LIVING OUR LIFE TO WORK. It's horrible. We grow up and go to school, then go to college for what you ask? TO GET A JOB AND WORK FOR SOMEONE ELSE. Most of the time, people don't even LIKE their jobs... then there are those people who DO like their jobs... but I always wonder... is this the best you can do? WORK?

Now, don't get me wrong... I have a great work ethic (if and when I'm working) and I think that working can teach a person a lot. It just makes me sick that right now there are SENIORS still working because they could never get ahead in life and yes, in their "golden years" what are they doing? WORKING.

I would like to pose this question... what would everyone do with their lives if they never had to "work" and they could just LIVE... if we always had enough money to do whatever we wanted... what would everyone choose to do?