A new category. Tank’s Rants. Devoted to things that drive me crazy.
Who gets on airplane, knowing they’ll have to fill out customs and immigration forms, and doesn’t bring a pen?
People seated too often in my vicinity that’s who.
This happened to me this week on a flight between Mexico and Canada.
“Can he borrow your pen?”, asked the sunburned lady next to me in seat 3B, motioning to her husband who occupied the aisle seat.
Not even a please.
Really? No pen?
These weren’t young, hungover adults, but people in their early 50s.
The same people who stuffed the overhead bins with two duty free bags of booze and about a dozen maracas.
Booze before pens. Brilliant.