Thursday, June 14, 2007

Welcome aboard, Ryan!

Yes, Ryan.
And this is how it happened. I was about to board the plane to Las Vegas last night when the attendant printed the wrong boarding pass, that of a chap named Ryan. Right. Ryan. I mean, I know of girls named Tyler or Glenn, but being named Ryan on a boarding pass, well, that was something else. I rarely look at my boarding passes since I assume they know what the heck they're doing. But this time I did. And I'm glad I did, otherwise I would have ended up in Philly as "Ryan". Oh, hmm. I wonder who would have showed up to pick "Ryan" up at the airport.... Ok, I digress. So, I tell the attendant. "I am actually heading to Columbus, OH. And apropos, my name is not Ryan, not that it's a main concern or anything." She replied in jest, "Well, you wouldn't mind being "Ryan" for a day, would you?" to which I said, 'Believe me, under other circumstances, that scenario is not foreign to me one darn bit. But today, today I need to get home.' I thought the attendant would be amused by my comment, but she sported a look of confusion and fake smiles. I guess she was trying to be kind.
And that is the day, a stranger christened me "Ryan."

1 comment:

Dana said...

Too funny!!! If I only I were there to witness this! :)