pours his heiney to a flexy tumbler, up to the brim / thanks the kindly lass across the aisle for a short term loan

anyway, the plane waitress keeps saying, ‘i’m sorry sir but we can’t physically take cash,’ as if the problem with the transaction related to the laws of physics rather than as a cost-saving measure that only benefits the airline’s profits. eventually a women across the aisle got sick of the show and bought the guy a heineken and then he ostentatiously repaid her several times over. that was probably the highlight of the flight.

do you ever struggle with metaphysics in your quotidian?