Airport Time

What am I going to do with the extra time in this airport?

Forget my book in a bathroom;
Debate just forgetting about it because I could see the Maker’s Mark and an empty bar stool;
Scold myself for having such a thought, as this was one of 2 book purchases last year, and likely the only book I’ll finish in 2014 (unless I re-re-re-re-read the Harry Potter series, which not only doesn’t count, but is depressing;
Walk 6 mins back to get the forgotten book;
Decide that if the book is not still there, that it was taken back by gypsies. It’s a book about a gypsy immigrant to the U.S.;
Get fake scolded by the bathroom attendant for leaving the book there;
Decide the nearest “bar” is too much a sausage fest, even adjusted for airport factor S at a Chili’s Express;
Walk back to the first bar, and score the final stool;
Get carded.

Get carded!

Thanks, O’Hare.

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2 Responses to Airport Time

  1. Dad says:

    Don’t get too smug about being carded at your advanced age. They card ME!

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