The airport is the strangest place in the world. Where else can you find $20 sandwiches, moving sidewalks, and unexplained life size statues of orange people? Nowhere that’s where!
Everybody in the airport is in a hurry. Nobody looks happy, and nobody seems to care. Oh, there are plenty of signs indicating otherwise. “Here to serve.” “Have a nice flight.” “We care about you.”
Really?
Why do I feel like I’m always one false move away from arrest and incarceration? “What’s in the bag? “Raise your hands.” “Take off your belt.” “Empty your pockets.” “Empty them again.”
Sure. They’re just doing their jobs. (And doing it VERY well!) And to be fair, I can’t imagine life is all rainbows and puppies working at the airport.
It’s a tiny world where stares are blank and masks are prevalent. Moral seems low and suspicion high. We’re definitely aliens and strangers here. What better place to “Let your light shine?”
So let’s shine ‘em at the airport! Even for the orange guys. (Who ARE those guys?)