Flight Thought

10/21/2009 10:11:04 PM

So…airplanes… what do people think about them? Those who fly all the time, like my father, seem to not really enjoy the experiences any more. Those who rarely travel either find them scary or they think that it is the experience of a life time. It’s pretty interesting though if you think about it. I head a TV comedian say once about people “these days” that are so impatient that they can’t wait for their cell phone to connect to send the text message. He said people complain about a flight being delayed and takes 3 or however many hours to get to Los Angeles. He said, let’s think about back when it took 30 YEARS to get to LA and you started out with one group of people and got there with a completely different group of people because of malaria or typhoid or whatever. A PLANE…you’re in a CHAIR in the SKY! A good challenge I think because we are all just too impatient “these days.” One of the things I hate most about plane rides is the lack of privacy. And I don’t mean people invading your space or having to share a bathroom or having to breathe everybody else’s air. I mean the fact that I can’t sing out-loud to the song I am listening to on my iPod. Yes, that is the thing that annoys me most about plane rides, car rides, and just about any transportation ride that I have to share with other people that I don’t feel comfortable singing in front of, which by the way is most people. I LOVE driving myself home from school alone so I can turn on my favorite music and sing at the top of my lungs with nobody else hearing. Also, I am one of those people that as long as I am in tune I can imagine that the artist’s voice is my voice and I think that I have such a great voice as a result.

I love music. I am not one of those people that walk around with head phones in my ears all day. I don’t wear slightly hippy clothes and carry around a guitar with band stickers all over it either, partly because I don’t play any instrument and I have never really been one to like “bands.” But I LOVE music. I find every excuse to listen to it and usually it prevents me from doing what I should be doing, such as homework or talking to my mom in the car or hanging out with friends, because I just want to listen and sing along. As a result I don’t really like concerts all that much. I am not going to friends, drinking, special effects, or dancing or anything except listening to the music and singing along, not screaming along and having your ears ring when you leave. Coldplay, right now, is tempting me beyond belief to burst out into song all over this plane and crush anyone’s impression that they may have had that I was a quiet and mature woman, sophisticatedly traveling to Paris, probably on business…with my 4-year old book bag. That is another problem I have right now. I worry so much about the impression I am giving people that I don’t know. I have dreamed ever since I was a little girl that one day I would be that business woman traveling on the plane in her heels, dark tights, and business suit to some professional location where she would conduct her meeting and rapture all of her employees as she spoke with grace and confidence. Anyway, that dream died when I bought a yellow and red PUMA book bag in Taiwan this summer that should be donated to the nearest pre-school as soon as possible. However, I like the book bag, which says more about my actual maturity level and the possibility of me actually becoming that business woman any time soon.

So…I am on the plane on my way to Paris for 4 days and I have to do homework. My senior business plan is due the day I return from Paris and I have a ton of financial numbers to create, materialize, generate, fashion, construct, any word you can think of that implies a number close to what might be the actual number for a traffic control company financials. I’ll let you know how it goes. Maybe I’ll even post some of them so you can me extremely impressed with my work. But maybe you won’t be now that I have told you my secret about them. Wish me luck.