I am that guy on the plane who looks bored or sleeps through heavy turbulence. I’ve had girls cling to me who I didn’t know as I guess I was a source of comfort or security. But I guess my nonplussed look about the event kept them secure.

Nice! This is similar to a story I had with a terrible Irish bar in Florida.

I was working at a chain pizza restaurant in a small town in the south when I was in my teens. I recently got promoted to Assistant Manager as the last 3 guys who were the Assistant Manager were fired or left suddenly. I mostly just made pizzas and didn't say much, so suddenly I was offered a Manager job with a huge…

Where as I write this from an observer status, not a server staff, this story still had my brain falling out of my head.