Tower Of Babel

I haven’t had time to lurk much in these parts at all….and from the sites that I have been to, I see I’m not the only one. Indeed, there is plenty going on that has my family jewels in a vice. Can you imagine, yesterday I ate lunch at 3:30 PM? Call it an early dinner……just did not have the time to get to it before sake of duties at the hospital.

I mentioned that last weekend I went to our second city (MoBay) to do a talk….well on the return leg I decided to fly back up. On the Air J flight, seated in the row in front of me was a ‘yardie’. Nuff gold ring on him finger, the chain around his neck looked like it could easily be used to padlock a gate, gold teet…etc. Now, he is one of these loud talking types….he seemed to be travelling alone. The flight was completely booked, not one empty seat in the aircraft. He was in a middle seat between two adult females, neither of whom seemed to know him. His first comment was that he is going to write a letter to the airline cussing them out for seating a man of his size between two women! Neither of the women bothered to reply. He continues to have a loud and running conversation with himself.

He proceeds to ask one of the ladies where she is coming from. She replies, ‘Bahamas.’ He smiles. “Oh, is dehso me live now! Actually, I used to live in Jersey (that’s New Jersey) (all this time chatting with the pseudo-American accent) but I was deported all of five times!” (This is said as if it were some commendable accomplishment.) Rass, if I had been deported from any country, once, much less five times, I’da keep dat rahtid to myself. I certainly would not be announcing it while waiting for the aircraft door to be closed. Next thing, suspicions might result and the authorities may decide to whisk me off the flight. Anyway, eventually time came that the man realised that most of us in the immediate vicinity were really not impressed by his running commentary with himself….and he decided to shut up him blurdcleat mout!

Anyway, that was just a little digression. One does meet all types when travelling. Airports are one of the best places to people surf. Unfortunately, I forgot to carry my camera, though I doubt I would have taken a photo without her permission. Who am I writing about? There was a lass….I would put her at about 21-22…..she did look weeeeel! Is along time I doh see a woman fill out a pair o jeans so. While we were in the terminal building waiting to board, lass seemed to enjoy strutting back and forth along the corridor in the high heels and she pretty much realized that she had the ‘attention’ of the younger men in the vicinity, heads following her up and down the corridor…..almost like she was ’stroking’ us repeatedly in the right kinda way if you get my drift! Trus me, the vista made the wait for the flight (which was delayed a bit) pass all too quickly.

I guess from the last paragraph, you might realize that my mind is not on work this morning (at least, not legit work)…… So, as this has been a hell of a week, I man looking forward to tonite. Possibility of tekking een Mas Camp……..don’t think I have been to one from before Mad Bull left Ja. I man sure seh more peoplesurfing going tek place……of course, the peoplesurfing will be very gender biassed towards femmes! Whatever you do, enjoy the weekend. TGIF!!

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