I got on a plane the other night. A woman sat down next to me. She ordered a Bloody Mary from the flight attendant and began talking loudly on her cell phone.
Then she sneezed. Again and again.
And again and again.
I felt some moisture on my hand. Having caught many a cold from plane travel, I instinctively wanted to do something, but there was nowhere to go. So I pulled the collar of my jacket up over my cheek, in a rather lame attempt to guard from sucking in germs.
Realizing how it looked, I let it drop.
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Published on October 13, 2014 08:15