Last Memorial Day weekend I was at a buddy’s bachelor party. Great weekend of boozing with some college buddies I rarely get to see anymore. The last day everyone put it into overdrive, seeing the finish line in sight. I (like a pro) scheduled my flight back home for the earliest flight I could find on memorial day, hoping to be back recovering in my own bed by noon.
I stayed up through the night with most of the guys and around 5 am I took off for the airport to catch my 7 am flight. Like any good bachelor party, everyone was bummed to see everyone else leave and I was the first of the bunch. Made it through security and boarded my first of two flights. First flight was an hour and I passed out like a baby. One more flight and I’ll be sleeping in my own bed in no time. While getting onto the flight I started to look at where I was sitting and to my displeasure I had a middle coach seat. As I got to my aisle, I out my bag in the overhead compartment and couldn’t help but notice the girl who was sitting in the window seat checking me out. At first I thought it may have just been a glance but it continued. She was good looking but as someone that was still in the clothes he went out in the night before and assuredly smelling of booze, weed and cigarettes, I didn’t think much of it.