On my flight to London I had the opportunity to sit next to a very nice, interesting woman. We had a few minutes of laughs and then I asked her what she did for a living. She told me she sells apples. I thought that was sort of a weird way of saying you sell Apple products. But she actually sells apples. The fruit.
Somehow I thought apples just magically appear on display in my local grocery store. And I would have gone on thinking just that if not for this flight. She also told me something very interesting and disappointing about apples. Destroyed a fundamental part of my belief system. But she swore me to secrecy so I can't tell. (Don't worry, they do keep the doctor away.)
I'm not going to post her name for obvious reasons. But if you read this, interesting apple lady, thanks for a very enjoyable flight. [OK, I just re-read that and it sounds like I had a way better flight than I did. It wasn't that enjoyable :) We just had a few interesting conversations.] And by the way, next time I take a chance and strike up a conversation with someone sitting next to me on a flight, it's probably going to go real badly. I'm going to get several hours of hearing about someone's hemorrhoids. And I will blame you!
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