“For God’s sake, lady!” a red-faced man exploded. Custom-made suit, silk tie, luxury watch, Italian leather briefcase. Gray-haired, tall, distinguished – and seriously p.o.’d. At me.
My roll-aboard and attached duffle bag had fallen over in the space in front of his seat. He took it personally.
Shocked by his intensity, I asked, “You don’t think I did that on purpose, do you?”
Him: “I think you’re flakey!”
Me: “Well I think you’re very rude!”