I was on a flight from Dallas to Atlanta (guess the airline). It was crowded and I was seated next to a pretty crazy looking, bearded biker guy that looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties. I remember thinking “good grief” when he took the middle seat next to mine. The funny thing is that the guy turned out to be really fun. He was educated and versed in a variety of subjects we discussed. He explained some charity work he had done for animals and we discussed political ideologies.
During all of this we kept hearing this passenger two rows back complaining about his seat and everyone around him. It was very irrational and dirty (I wont repeat). He was obviously intoxicated. He called the flight attendant more than a few times to expel the same complaints, and after the last time the attendant walked away he began commenting on how not only he wanted to “dish out some beatings” to his neighbors but to the attendants as well.
It was an alarming (at that moment) metamorphosis I witnessed looking at the polite young bearded man. His green eyes flashed this maniacal glare as he turned his head and body back to face the obnoxious idiot 2 rows back – and he didn’t say a word. He stared at the obnoxious guy and breathed this scary sounding heavy breath, chest heaving back and forth like an predator about to take the life of his cornered prey. I didn’t even breathe as the situation seemed very real. He then turned back to me, face changed back to the most pleasant look and continued as if nothing had happened. Not one word was uttered from the idiot 2 rows back for the rest of the trip. It was very interesting to say the least.
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OMG that is great!!! I bet more than his tail disappeared between his legs after that look!!!