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  • Writer's pictureTina Huggins

Diversionary tactics…

As I sit on a plane, I am poised with anticipation of who will reside in the seat next to me. Sometimes the row has three seats and I have high hopes of an empty seat in the middle. Visions of who will arrive race thru my mind! Naturally, my preference would be male, handsome and single…but I don’t always get what I want.

Ask anyone you know about their seating experiences and you will probably get an earful. The conversation might go like some of my stories…I once had someone so large that he had his arm over my seat for the entire trip….or this one…everyone could smell the odor walking down the aisle and I knew we were all wondering where this person was going to stop…you guessed it…right next to me! I tried to get moved, but the flight was full. How about this one… I sat in the bulkhead next to a mother and child who was eating a snack. That snack ended up all over the bulkhead wall and the mother when the air got rough…talk about sickening!


Well, last night I sat on the plane and it appeared I was in luck! Alone with my thoughts and an empty seat….I had dodged the bullet. The door would soon close…then suddenly dashing through the door and out of breath came a mother with a 7 month old baby, father and son. As I stood to let the mother into her seat, I watched the little boy proceed to hop in my seat…we quickly got that resolved as I wasn’t interested in sitting in the back of the plane next to the bathroom (on reflection, that might have been the better choice). I was feeling confident all would be fine as the baby looked so innocent and precious…until the plane took off. He began to cry at the top of his lungs (of course, his baby bottle was in the back of the plane with the father and we couldn’t get out of our seats). All the men around me where glad they weren’t sitting in my seat even though they had to endure the noise. After what seemed to be an eternity…I had an idea…reaching in my bag, I grabbed my iPod and played a cute Pixar movie called “The Birds”…it was a brilliant idea if I do say so myself….those little eyes became captivated by motion and color…a pause was found between the tears and finally what we all wanted…peace and QUIET.

One seating disaster diverted!

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