... from ATL to Richmond to spend a couple of days with folks I really like but seldom see. Enjoyed a nice visit with those people after about an hour in the air. Probably takes longer to get from the parking lot to the boarding gate than the actual flying time.
You know the drill you get from the stewards about safety precautions. All the cautionary tales and dire warnings before you can get underway. About oxygen masks, or what to do if there is an unexpected water landing. The vest is under your seat, and you need to pull the little red handle after you tighten the waist strap. If the handle does not inflate your personal floatation device, you need to blow in the little red tube to inflate it yourself. Then she said: "if that doesn't work, it's just not your day." So... prepare to sink or tread water for hours on end.
And after warning us about how things in the overhead compartments might not be in precisely in the same place as they were when the doors were closed, she explained how the luggage can move as the airplane ascends, makes a turn or descends. She said: 'shift happens'. I guess I was the only one who was amused, when I thought of those so commonly seen bumper stickers years ago, reminding us all with a minor obscenity that 's**it happens'.
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