I needed to get off!
Tarmack for an hour. The screaming kid in front of me? Don’t get me started on that. And then the kid behind me decided to be Ringo Starr. Rhythmic kicks like a drum roll until someone mercifully said stop.
Grab the carry on and shove like hell.
“Ladies and gentlemen. We have an emergency of sorts.” Of sorts?
“A passenger’s wife is in labor. He’s trying to get there in time. Please remain in your seats until he’s left the plane.”
That’s it. No connection. Good luck buddy, I’ll remember that excuse for next time.
Word Count: 100 Completed for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s weekly flash fiction challenge: Friday Fictioneers. Photo credit for this week’s challenge: Michelle Greenwood.
lillian the home poet 
You created the perfect scenario to “Want to get off! Now!” and I will put that excuse in my repertoire of excuses. Hopefully, we’ll never be on the same plane.
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Speaking of making one chuckle! Some flights are beyond annoying, aren’t they? I shall never forget being bumped UP to First Class… oh man, would that I could always afford it…
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Oh…..what a dream that would be! In November we fly to Singapore — 26 hours….that shall be my dream — to be bumped UP to first class for that kind of a flight!
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Go ahead! Ask the Universe to set it up!!
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Ah.. Those Ringo Stars, the annoying screams… Being stuck too long, I guess in the end I would grab any excuse to get off such a machine of torment. I like the voice of that one being annoyed.
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Actually — the excuse given and the announcement by the flight attendant come from a real life situation. My cousin, many years ago, on a business trip — and his wife went into labor early. Jet landed in OHare, announcement like this was made, and everyone cheered an applauded as he RAN off the plane! I just twisted it a bit to have a curmudgeon on the plane, with some of the many annoyances that can exist…Glad you liked it.
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I almost thought it was real life.. and I can imagine the cheering..
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Heh, that beats my occasional phantasizing about a fake plaster on my leg hands down. Great story.
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So glad you liked it!
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Dear Lillian,
This sounds a little like our flight out of Chicago last month. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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So glad you liked it!
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I feel the frustration!
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We’ve all had days like this, right? If you feel it, I did my job writing it. Thanks! 🙂
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