Savannah airport, 7am (ish). I am trying to nod off in one of the rows of seats that are all joined together but you try and leave at least one seat between you and the person next to you.
Eyes closed. Drifting…
Then this lady sits next to me. Sits there for a few seconds. Says:
“Are you sleeping?”
I keep my eyes closed, not sure what’s happening.
“Are you sleeping?”
I opened my eyes and looked over at her. What does she want? Turns out she was on the phone with someone else. But we almost had this connection.
Maybe this one doesn’t count.
