Friday, March 02, 2012

In a different place

When I was waiting to board my flight to London, I naturally stood where I was told to stand, or at least didn't shove myself into the completely unorganized  line that should never have been forming because there were 40 people ahead of us who expected to walk the red carpet red door mat to their first class highly overpaid seats. While I was taking my position in life line, I noticed something, something that has bugged me, really bugged me for, well, I'm jet lagged and have no idea in real time how long this has bugged me but trust me on this one, I'm bothered. What I noticed was that there were some seriously under dressed riff raff characters in the first class line.  Why don't people dress appropriately?  Seriously, I don't think that first class seats on long haul flights dictate black tie and tails but nor do I accept frayed beach shorts and sandals. I thought of what my mother would say, she of the generation who frowned upon women wearing diamonds before sundown, and I smiled because that woman, she taught me a lot and one of the thing she taught me was to dress appropriately when in public.  Period.

And then I thought, whatever, because I needed to let it go so I could fall asleep.

Anyway, here's a map of where I am.  Poole.  I can't figure out how to draw a circle around my specific location but if you stand at the top of the map, in the middle, and look south, your view is my own.  But, you know, mine is in real life and 3D and oh my gosh the fog, I can't see two feet in front of my face.

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2 comments:

CreekHiker / HollysFolly said...

I often wonder the same thing. Have fun!!!

ghost said...

ive been there. i was palying soccer though, so i did not make the most of the sight seeing opportunity.