Tears

The trip home was pretty uneventful. There had obviously been a glitch in Starfleet's system as the Gorse Fox ended up travelling Business Class which made the journeys a lot more bearable.

He settled down in his seat, directly behind a colleague that he has known for 20+ years, a young lady came and took the seat next to the Gorse Fox and nodded a polite greeting and offered to swap seats so that GF could sit with the aforementioned colleague. GF refused, explaining that that, after all, would be a recipe for talking shop the whole way back.

We took off, and the various in-flight entertainment gadgets were switched on. The young lady turned to the Gorse Fox, tapped him on the shoulder and said: "I just want to warn you that I'm going to watch a film." GF wasn't overly concerned, but she continued "By the end of it I will be in floods of tears, and I want to warn you that there's nothing wrong, and you shouldn't be concerned".

Well, thought the Gorse Fox, there's no accounting for folk. So he asked the obvious question "If you know the film is going to upset you so much, then why watch it?" and in the irrefutable logic that only a woman understands (or even acknowledges) she replied "Because it's sad, and I love it".

The Gorse Fox wished her the best and returned to his books.

(Just an aside - and credit where it is due; the Gorse Fox must say that he was very impressed with the attention and service offered by the Delta flight-crew on all 4 of his recent flights - their ground operation may be a bit of a shambles, but in-flight, they were excellent).