Please, do not anything . . .

Yesterday was quite an unusual day for me. Spent most of the day in Bodø but that is not what this little rant is about. Maybe I should not call it rant, it is just a little story of a woman not being in the correct state of mind. We were almost ready for take off. By the way, a really nice American couple that was at my office the day before was sitting in front of me. The captain announced that the numbers did not add up. There was one more person in the cabin than it should be according to the lists. Some minutes went by and I guess the captain said something along the lines of "f*** it, let's go". The door was shut and the engines started. Suddenly a woman called the stewardess. She asked if the plane was headed for Bodø, which the stewardess confirmed. The lady was not going to Bodø, her destination was Stokmarknes. So she sat in the plane for at least thirty minutes not realizing that she was at the destination and the rest of the passengers had disembarked. Talk about day dreaming, huh?