It's 5am and I'm in the airport again. I go on autopilot because I've been doing this for so long. Return car, print boarding pass, check bag, dispose of bottled water, exchange chipper comments with TSA as I get through security, FIND COFFEE, find gate. Which brings me to my story.
There are five of us in line at the airport coffee shop and things are a little backed up. At worst, slightly annoying but really this shouldn't be a problem, I mean, it's an airport coffee shop early in the morning, what did you expect? But the woman in front of me is freaking out. She is sighing loudly, leaning over the drink counter, making snippy comments at the workers. Seriously? There are no flights leaving right now, thus no need to act like a tasmanian devil. Confirmed later when she sits down at my gate (we don't board for another forty minutes). Lucky me, she's flying to the same destination. The coffee shop staff members were stressed and a little slow but they were doing a good job considering the rush. But this woman was downright rude to them. Apparently a $4 grande double pump skinny vanilla latte (that was her order) also earns you the right to berate the workers? I had to restrain from telling this woman to chill out.
I see people get worked up about little stuff like this all the time and I just want to tell them to calm down. There are more important things in the World.
I just hope she doesn't sit by me.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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Good Girl Judy. Pick your battles, but secretly laugh at this women and should she look your way...give her a sympathetic smile. It will drive her crazy.
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