Today at the airport per my usual self, I started up a conversation with the guy next to me while we waited to board our plane. We talked about why we traveling (me for a conference, and him to check out our mass transit systems in Portland), and then I literally blinked when he said, "Yeah, these are the things you have to do when you're the Mayor of Fort Worth, Texas."
After dropped that bomb, the following thoughts went through my head:
1. Wait, what? Mayor?
2. Crap, that's a big town! Please tell me I haven't insulted Texas yet.
3. Please don't let me have food in my teeth!
4. No one will ever believe this story. Ever.
I ended up playing it cool (unless I really did have stuff in my teeth), and we chatted a little bit longer about what it's like to be Mayor. Then he was nice enough give me an extra lunch that his group had leftover (hey, free is free, right?). Mr. Mayor, I know it doesn't mean anything, but you totally have my vote!
So, there's my story. This trip has already been quite the adventure, and it's barely even begun!
1 comment:
OF COURSE you talked to the Mayor~~ Like my daughter, you'll talk to anyone; some even talk back!!
Glad you had fun.
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