The Airport, Flying, and Sex, Part Three  

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4/11/2006 5:48 am

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The Airport, Flying, and Sex, Part Three


I've decided airports aren't sexy.

Let me start by saying that my flight east was about as good as one could expect. There was a delay departing, but I was able to actually switch flights and make my connection, and all my bags made it. If the criteria is getting from place to place and having good, courteous service, my experience was a B+.

However, I added a criteria, and by that one, it failed miserably.

The lady that checked my bags was pleasant, but she was too busy to look me in the eye and smile. That wasn't her fault really... adding a second person to handle the line would have made a difference to her, perhaps enough for me to flirt a bit with her a bit. There's nothing sexy about dealing with a harried employee.

Security is a great opportunity to add some sex to the process; after all, they got to x-ray my carry-on bags that had two boxes of condoms in it. Did I get patted down by a nubile 23 year old TSA agent? No... Did I get wanded? No... Did they look in my bag to see if I had pervertables? No... It was all very... professional.

I had a while to wait for my plane (in fact, an hour or two longer than I had planned on) and fortunately, I had some passes to the airline's hoity-toity frequent flier lounge... So I passed the time there with a beer and some cheese and crackers and a book. I will say that the two young ladies staffing the lounge were both very friendly, and they had smiles and took time to chat with me. When it became clear that my original flight was going to strand me with a missed connection, one of them did come over to my place in the lounge, and suggested that I change flights. She was a very attractive woman, and that was the first (and probably only) time that day that the whole airports-as-sexy premise had a chance. But of course, her visit simply prompted me to get up and leave, so how sexy could it have been?

The flight attendant on my first flight was so nondescript that I don't even remember if they were male or female. Of course, the rules that I mentioned in one of my previous entries regarding protocol in first class really interfere with being too flirty, but he or she didn't do anything to catch my attention, and I was looking for a flirty opportunity.

On my second flight, the flight attendant was decidedly more interesting; witty, very helpful and attentive. If only he were a she. If I liked men more than I do, the sexy meter might have gone up some here. As it was, it was simply an interesting aside.

I arrived in Washington, exhausted and with a headache. It was early in the morning, and the people that came to the airport to meet me were wanting their morning coffee very badly. I had one too, a mocha... and I took my first sip right as I was standing there at the espresso stand in the airport, and a stream of the hot liquid poured down my chest -- the barista had failed to put the lid on properly. She spied me from across the counter, looked me in the eye and smiled that "Got you, bastard" smile... and went back to what she was doing.

aascrompn 43M
6444 posts
4/11/2006 12:21 pm

Man, the ATL airport is great! I've actually thought about hanging out there, b/c the women are HOT!


rm_PurryKitty2 49M/51F
9753 posts
4/11/2006 5:56 pm

Looking forward to meeting you on Friday for lunch!!!!

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