In the summer of 2011, it was about....July, and my mother had to go to a high school reunion in PR. She was in the kitchen with her laptop looking for airplane tickets to get to PR. I was in the kitchen getting a snack when I overheard this:
Mom: What?! That's insane!
Me: What is?
Mom: I'm looking for tickets and on my second flight it says I have to wait 11 hours! (clicks through other flights) What can I do in 11 hours?!
Me: Clean the airport?
Mom: *starts laugh hysterically* I know right?
Me: *giggling a bit from my own joke and my mother laughing*
Well, she cleans the house, if she can clean when she's bored, then waiting for the next flight for 11 hours, she can clean the airport! Of course, she chose another flight. Too bad.
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