I can be chatty in airport gate areas if I’m bored — even more so if my plane is delayed by weather.
Last night at DFW I ended up commiserating with a fellow passenger as we waited for our flight. He was from Brooklyn, and sold..
Helicopters
He had gone to Dallas to deliver one to a corporate client and was headed home.
I found his job to be very entertaining. I don’t know exactly why.
I’m sure selling helicopters is not that different from selling cars or trucks or farm machinery. But it is just such a niche….and absolutely the last thing I expected him to say in the long list of possible occupations.
And I kept thinking, “Man, where was this guy when I was doing improv comedy back in Kansas City?“
‘Helicopter salesman’ would have been such a great suggestion.
In good company
I made a new friend today in the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport.
We had electricity.
I asked and offered some candy as a bargaining chip. He said that ‘being nice’ was reward enough.
So I took his seat and charged my phone for the next hour. And I learned that he worked in Dallas and lived in Boston — where we were both headed — making the flight home every two-to-three weeks. Today he was going home for Father’s Day. His daughter was picking him up at the airport.
And when we eventually parted company to find our respective seats on the plane, I couldn’t help but think…
She’s one lucky girl.
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