Whenever I'm in an airport about to get on a plane, I like to play this game where I 1)try to guess who I will be sitting by and 2) try to figure out who the most interesting person on the flight would be (i.e. who I would ideally be sitting by). I have NEVER in my entire life guessed correctly, but...that's right, today I did.

It was the flight out of DesMo, it was 6:30ish in the morning, and interesting people generally don't fly at that hour, so I had to go to my second teir of interesting which is labeled 'eccentric'. Turns out, said person was a middle aged woman wearing a bandana on her head, a Harley Davidson t-shirt and some very intense looking boots-eccentric biker chic...yes please!

So when it turned out that she was in fact the person I was assigned to sit next to, I was doubley happy because I had correctly guessed, and it was the ideal person. Emily=1 Life=0. So we sit down, I say hi, she says hi...I'm excited because you can tell she's a talker and I'm in the mood for an interesting story.

Enter crabby flight attendent who informs us that the emergency exit row is empty and she needs 2 people to sit in said row...and eccentric biker chic and I are the top candidates. Balls.

I felt it would be awkward to assume that eccentric biker chic and I would strike up a classic airplane friendship, or at the very least that she felt the same way I did, so reluctantly I agreed and so did she, and we sat across the aisle from each other, and all I could do was wonder what might have been...

Life=1...Emily=0