trip

Ha Ha! No cares given!!

I had a pair of brown shoes once that were the same style as my black shoes. Well at zero dark thirty you guessed it, grabbed the wrong pair from under the bed. I get to work and jump out of the car.. WTH?? Mind racing I conjure up a plan with a giant black permanent marker involved, the kind they leave in the crewroom for comat.
I was sitting in the flightdeck all smug because my crises was diverted with nobody noticing when the F.O. says, hey whats that weird smell??
I say yea uh.. I don't smell it.
Toolish but..he he. I tossed those shoes the next day and went shopping on the layover!