So I'm sitting here at the Vegas airport and the first thing I see is slot machiens. They are jingle-jangling as people attempt to hit the jack pot. I'm sitting next to a woman who won't stop talking about hot dogs and why its sacreligious to put a hot dog in a bagel. Her husband is a big galumphing man who looks like an orgre. I was being a terrible person and making fun of him in my mind and then he did an amazing thing. He offered his wife his coffee. "Do you want a sip? Or the whole thing? I could get a new one if you want."
I know this seems menial and sort of dumb but it truely touched me. This man loves his wife enough to give her his coffee or get a whole new one for her. I don't know, you just don't see these kinds of people anymore. I hope I have made that kind of impression on someone.
By the way, my flight here from Salt Lake went off without a hitch. I sat in the second row next to the window and nobody sat next to me. I tried to sleep, but because I haven't slept in 24 hours I didn't trust myself that I would wake up in time to catch my connection flight. Anyway, my flight is running about 25 minutes late and I'm pretty happy because it gives me a nice break from having all that potential energy bottled up underneath me.
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