Overheard in LAX

If you sit next to me in the terminal, I reserve every right to overhear you and mock you on the Internet.


"What's up, ho?"
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"You mind me calling you a ho?"
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"I just playing."
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"Yeah, we're going to North Carolina."
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"You got what? Glasses?"
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"I had to charge my phone."
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"Alright bye."

Then he looked around wildly as a plane flew overhead.

Five minutes later.

"I love you too. But I'm getting a little impatient. You said you would call me back. It's been five minutes. I'm just charging my phone and eating my little MacFlurry. I love you, babe. Call me back."

Two minutes later.

"Mama. I'm looking at my boarding pass and it says my flight from Los Angeles departs at 11:45 tonight and it doesn't say whenever it lands. And it says my other boarding pass from Atlanta, Georgia to Raleigh-Durham departs at 7:30 am. It must be a big time difference, huh?"
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"What, a 7-hour time difference?"
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"I'm trying to figure out the time difference."
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"You sound like you're sick."
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"Well, if you're sleeping, I'll let you go." [Note: it's 1 am Eastern]
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"I just hate fucking airports."
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"You still there?"
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"My phone keeps beeping."
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"No, it ain't dead. Someone is trying to call."
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"So what you doing tomorrow?"

Then his phone died. I don't know how this happened considering it was plugged into the wall, but it did.

Vote of Confidence of the Day

So I was listening to Nancy Pelosi talk this morning about the bailout bill. This is a direct quote:

"Will it work? We'll see."