Man, that almost turned ugly for a second. First, I can’t believe anyone legitimately thinks I’m that guy from Harry Potter, and second, I still can’t believe that guy used his muscle as an Air Marshal to make me read to his daughter on the plane.
But, you know what they say about silver linings: apparently as an Air Marshal, he and his guests don’t have to fly coach, so I am blogging this from First Class, baby! Booyah!
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