michael is now in texas. he got there a few hours ago. the last leg of his flight was between vancouver and d/fw and it was a big, ol’ celebration. seems it was the captains last flight. once he got to dallas he was officially retired.
as the plane taxied out at vancouver international airport there were firetrucks lined up spraying water from their cannons at the plane. and everyone on board was clapping. except michael. he didn’t figure that the captain could really hear their clapping being behind the closed and locked cockpit door. so he kept on doing whatever it was he was doing, reading or something and ignoring the party going on around him. and then the flight attendant stopped at his row. and she leaned over and asked the lady sitting next to michael if she was proud of her husband on his last day. that’s when michael started clapping wildly – in his head.
and when the plane landed at d/fw they did it all over again. more water spraying firetruck cannons. more clapping. and still he didn’t clap. and as that wife got off the plane to great her newly retired husband i’m sure she was thinking, “what a tool.”
*just to clarify i would never, ever call my husband a tool. ever. those are just the vibes that the wife was sending off.