So, in last weeks
blog, I mentioned wearing a skirt that was a bit too large for me, and how the
darn thing tried to slide off of my rear end while I was juggling my luggage at
the rental car shuttle bus. Yeah, apparently I am determined to show my ass to
people. Read on . . .
I recently rejoined the Delta Skyclub; it’s kind of a
country club found in most larger airports that Delta Airlines serves. It is a
prohibitively expensive club to join, presumably to keep it exclusive and keep the
riff raff like you and me out of it. The thing is, Delta lets you pay for it
with your miles, and since I have a Delta credit card that I use to pay for all
of my travel expenses, and I travel a LOT, I had plenty of miles to buy a membership.
Anyway, after all of the coffee that I drank in there that morning, I had to
use the bathroom and apparently I didn’t get my wardrobe back together entirely
correctly when I was done. Not realizing this, I made my way from the club to
my gate, where I stood in the boarding area for a moment before a woman in her
60’s walked up behind me.
“Excuse me.” She said softly. I assumed that she just wanted
to get by me and so I smiled and took a single step to the side. Not to be put off, she
followed me and repeated herself
“Excuse me?”
“Oh! I’m sorry! I thought you just wanted by me.” I told her
with a laugh.
“No, I just wanted to tell you that you should tug that back
of your skirt down – its caught up.”
Mortified, I frantically started feeling behind me, and sure
enough, part of my skirt was caught up and pulled considerably higher than is
decent. I turned about three shades of red and started tugging the damn thing
down where it belonged.
“Oh my God, I wonder how long I’ve been making a complete
ass out of myself? Thank you!” I blurted out to the woman.
“I don’t know, but you’re welcome.” She replied with a kind smile.
So there I stood for about five minutes, feeling small and
just a bit humbled. Ok, maybe a LOT humbled.
Eventually it came time to board
the aircraft, and this kind woman was in a boarding group ahead of mine. As she
stepped past me, I again expressed my deepest thanks to her, and she just gave me a
smile and a nod. About 30 seconds later, she stepped out of her place in the line to come
back to me.
“Don’t worry, you weren’t showing anything you shouldn’t
have!” she said with a sparkle in her eye.
Good to know . . .