Glad-I Girly

Let us just say I am (un)fortunate to know a rather frivolous character who shall go by the name of Glad-I girly or (girly) from here on in. (Girly is a closet drag queen who fancies himself to be a casanova.) I digress though. We were traveling together (for strictly official reasons only) to a distant location by a so called budget airline. We entered the plane. Lo and behold we find that the plane had no air hosstesses only male stewards.

Girly exclaimed Ohhhhh!!!! Gosh!!!!!!!! A long flyt and no air candy. NOOOOO!!!!!!!! He grumpily made towrds his seat. A steward came and wished "Good morning sir". The steward was a gym monkey with a funky hair do (Funky Munky) Let me show u to your seat he offered. He read the boarding pass and with a wave of his hand. I saw the wave and was instantly confounded. Could funky munky be..... a DRAMA QUEEN. We walked gurly and me to our seats with FM leading the way. The short walk (or cat walk for FM) confirmed my suspicion. Drama queen indeed..... That would explain the absence of airhostesses..... FM offered to help with our laptop bags an offer girly gladly accepted. Bulging biceps lifteed up the bag in a very dainty manner. Biceps and daintiness...... Barf...

Suddenly gurly felt claustrophobic and wanted aisle. I had to agree out of decency. Only later would I realise the drag queen inside girly was feeling claustrophobic.  FM would pass by and the gleam in girly's eye and bald pate kept on increasing.... Frequent bouts of discomfort and use of call bell followed through the flyt..... I could only look concerned for an office colleague. The sight of bicep ballerina comforted girly....and he would feel better till he needed to ogle at him again...

Thankfully... no circling time like Mumbai and the flyt landed in time. The girly and FM preening and prancing was almost over. But the best was yet to come.... FM had saved the best good bye smile for girly....


The ordeal was over but the adventures of girly continue......