Mo Rocca, Shame and Airline Bathrooms...Oh MY!

Returning from the Erma Bombeck Humor Writer’s Workshop in Dayton, Ohio, I was assigned my very first front row plane seat. Like a kid who just got a triple-scoop ice cream cone and the means with which to eat it dribble-free, I beamed. Good fortune was sure to follow me today. 

My luck-cup bubbled and spilled over when comedian Mo Rocca of CBS Sunday Morning sat next to me. "Play it COOL, Heidi," I coached myself. I nonchalantly opened a book I purchased at the workshop. He would recognize it, realize we’d both been at the Erma festivities, and ask my opinion. I would then say something SO HILARIOUS, so hilarious, that he would beg me for my blog address.

“Someone in the first two rows is going to have to move to the BACK of the plane--we’re “Nose” heavy,” the flight attendant announced.

No one moved. 

I feel it necessary to point out at this point that although I am a plus-sized woman, I am not “Jabba the Hut".  But, as the unanswered request loomed, of the 8 of us in the first two rows, I was the girl “Most Likely to Weigh down the Nose of a Plane.” 

“OH, I’ll do it!” I blurted when I couldn’t stand the pressure.  “It was just a fluke that I was sitting here anyway!” 

I began awkwardly gathering my stuff. No “Mo Encounter of the Close Kind” for me, I thought. Then I couldn't get my seat belt unbuckled. I became quietly frantic.

“Mommy, the fat lady is thrashing in her seat!” I heard a child whisper.

Everyone gawked at me and clutched their parents, spouses, seat-mates, mouths open in amazement. I felt up the arm rest for the eject button or maybe a trap door... to escape through... and die, when finally, I sprang free.

I took the “Walk of Shame” down the narrow aisle to the back of the plane, wincing, imaging what the fellow passengers were thinking:

“Did she try to sneak into First Class?”
“Is the plane going to “pop a wheelie” now that she’s in the BACK of the plane?”
“Please don’t sit here.” 

Creating a spectacle and redistributing the weight of the airplane weren’t my only jobs on this flight. I was kept very busy in my new seat, next to the lavatory, answering questions from passengers who couldn’t get the bathroom door to open, or who wanted to know where their used paper products should go. I, of course, didn’t dare use the bathroom. 

I might have caused the plane to a roll.

Comments

ssaretsky said…
Heidi - Loved your blog and I feel your pain. We should plan flights together so we can sit on opposite sides! Great writing!

Sheri Saretsky
Allison said…
love it! glad to have met you at the conference. great blog!
Unknown said…
Oh Heidi! I loved your blog entry but also recognize the horrible injustice in the events that transpired. In a perfect world, your sacrifice would have been recognized and the others sent to the back instead.

As for Mo ... I honestly don't get it. He was one of three reasons* that I stopped DVR-ing (and watching) the CBS Sunday Morning show. I did have a chance to talk with him between sessions of the workshop, and you didn't miss much. He wasn't very friendly and never made eye contact. Now I know that he's also somewhat lacking in the chivalry department also.

You're so much better than that!

Phil

* the other reasons: the "Quick Draw" kids (yuck) and the 30th anniversary show which drew entirely from the last 15 (post Kuralt) years. I love Charles Kuralt and the show has drifted away from what he envisioned.
Julie, The Wife said…
Heidi, that was hilarious. OF COURSE the seat belt locked on you, because that is what happens when Murphy's Law kicks in. And you should've held out and made Mo move! I was there, too, maybe we'll meet at EBWW 2012?
Gail Kent said…
You're a better woman than I, Heidi! I would have fought to stay in that seat!
Dabble said…
Fabulous post and very funny. Twould always happen like that, eh? And wouldn't you think someone else would volunteer?
Keep on keeping on....
Susan said…
Heidi - You made Erma proud I'm sure - good grace and humour to the rescue!
Anonymous said…
Laughing so hard I am snorting.

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