We do not think clearly in airports.
A lady at the airport went into a bit of a panic attack. I can hardly blame her as she rushed back to her plastic seat she said to another lady wearing a blue turtle neck sweater.
I lost my cell phone.
She announced to those within earshot.
Give me your number and I will call it.
Said the lady in the blue turtle neck sweater. Maybe it was purple.
The lady in a panic did this without thinking. she was wearing blue jeans and a mauve cardigan.
The lady in a darker sweater dialed the phone. sorry I can’t exactly remember the color of the sweater.
She was wearing sunglasses.
She quickly dialed her flip phone skipping adding her contacts.
And then my phone rings. I don’t even bother looking who is calling. I am simply watching this play out. It feels like a minor scene from an Indie movie.
Did I somehow pick up the panicked lady’s cell phone.Maybe she was wearing sun glasses? No those are my glasses in my pocket.
In enters a lady wearing a blue semi official looking vest. She looks like she came off her smoke break. if you have walkie talkies in the airport people know you are somebody.
Did anybody in this area..
It was that type of morning and the intercom interrupted the lady coming off her smoke break. she seemed non plussed.
Will the person who left their cell phone please come to the ticket counter.
The overhead music went back to playing some very bad song. It may have been AC/DC. I say this with more confidence than the color of the turtle neck.
For the life of me, I don’t remember who was trying to call me.
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