i went to california this past weekend for a cousin's bat mitzvah.  i
took a flight out of here to minneapolis, where i met up with my
parents and went on the second leg with them to sacramento, where the
cousins live.  i decided to buy pringles from the stewardess on the
first leg of things when she brought the drink and snack cart through.
 they charge now for small snacks which drives me a little nuts(haha),
but i had just been reading a story where pringles were mentioned and
had been wanting some, so i spent the $3 and bought the small "on the
go" package.  while i was eating them i realized that it isn't
necessarily the taste that i am so attracted to with the pringles, it
is their shape.  it is not that i do not like the taste, i think they
are pretty good, but the fact that they stack so perfectly and the
feel of the shape against your tongue is really what i am attracted
too.  i had an idea and decided to write a letter to pringles saying
that i thought they should add the word AERODYNAMIC before pringles in
all of their packaging (also an exclamation point after pringles)  so
they would be called Aerodynamic Pringles! instead of Pringles.  i had
several reasons why i thought this would be beneficial and was pretty
happy with the draft of my letter that was written on a subscription
card from a magazine.  as i was finishing it, the stewardess saw and
asked me what i was doing.  usually in these situations i hesitate,
and then tell the person the odd thing i am doing and then they give
me a look like i am a dufus and then slowly walk away.  "i am writing
a letter to pringles because i like the shape of the chips and think
they should add the word aerodynamic before pringles on their
packaging" i said.  instead of the usual response she said, "really?"
and then we talked about the shape of pringles, she agreed, and then
she started talking about how heavy the drink carts were and said that
i should write a letter about that!  we were getting along totally
fine and she was even telling the other stewardess about my letter
until it got a little weird.  she mentioned how her shoulder and back
had been hurting because of a recent change (increase of weight) with
the carts.  she showed me where it hurt and then showed me ON ME.  She
put her hand on my shoulder while i was sitting there and then
starting rubbing my shoulder, and then she said, "it hurts a lot lower
too" and then starting rubbing lower on my back, while i was sitting
there in my aisle seat.  the funny part to me was i wanted to say
"that feels good." but that was the point when i realized how weird it
was.  it was a crowded airplane.  instead i said "what is your name?"
she said "kim, what is your name?"  that was pretty much the end of it
UNTIL SHE WAS THE STEWARDESS ON THE SECOND FLIGHT WITH MY PARENTS!!!
it was only a little awkward because i told my mom and dad the story
and my dad kept saying hello to her a lot like the goober he is.  he
totally got a kick out of it.  "she's pretty, jase" must have been
said 40 times (most of the time while she was in close proximity to
our seats).  it was all such good fun and then we got to sacramento.