Welcome to the Club
Last January, I embarked on a trip to the Bahamas with my girlfriend. We left NYC and had a connecting flight on JetBlue. As I don’t often fly with a significant other, we decided to just go for it!
Upon exiting the restroom, I was dismayed to find a line of patrons waiting to use it, some of whom had a knowing smirk on their faces. I felt a little bad; I didn’t know we were making people wait! Anyway, I returned to my seat, feeling proud of myself for entering the famed mile-high club.
Moments later, a male flight attendant reached over the little old lady sitting next to us, with something in his hand. As I took whatever he was handing me, he said, with a twinkle in his eye, “Welcome to the club.” I looked down and two of those wing pins were in my hand.
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