Nouveau Riche

We have a new AG who quite possibly thinks drowning someone is just another day at the office. But I'm not going to talk about that.

Yesterday I caught a late flight out of Burbank to SFO (on United). While waiting at the terminal (and if you've ever flown out of Burbank probably you know that I use the term "terminal" very loosely), an elderly couple came and sat next to me. I don't know how to describe the woman. She's been to tanning salons for about as long as I have been alive. Her face was leathery--not in the sense of a leather jacket, but in the sense of a leather belt. It was just really tough.

She of course began talking immediately. Here are the highlights.

-- Her and hubby were waiting to board a flight to Reno.
-- About other passengers lining up for the flight, "They don't look like high rollers."
-- Looks at laptop, then blackberry, that's not enough, you need to play with that thing too?
-- "Maybe you can educate me. I bought an Acer that they were selling on TV, they said that it comes with free wireless, but they only mean it's free for the first few hours. How can they say it's free?"
-- "We own a house in Tahoe. Wanna buy it? It's on the market for 1.5."
-- "My husband's a lawyer...in Thousand Oaks. So is my son, my daughter, my son-in-law."

I wanted to bill immediately.