I Met “Just Jack”!
You know the guy… "Just Jack" on Will and Grace. Actually this wasn’t him, but he acted so much like the character that this is the name I gave him. We met at Reagan International Airport in DC on my way back to Arkansas… it was a HOOT! And this is how it went… classic!
"Just Jack" approached the ticket counter all perky making sure he was in the correct location. He walked over to me and jumped in the chair beside me… he didn’t sit in it… he pounced in it. Did I mention he was in his sock feet? Yes he was. Before he pounced he dropped his shoes on the ground and they went rolling. "Just Jack" was a wee bit tipsy!! Then he proceeded to speak… I managed to get a word or two (maybe) in the conversation.
"Just Jack"---"I like you!!!"
Me—"You do."
"Just Jack"—"Yes I do because you let me sit beside you. You see I missed my plane earlier and I’ve been stuck at this airport for four hours!!"
Actually "Just Jack" was in the airport bar for four hours!
"Just Jack"—"I’ve been visiting my friend in DC for his birthday. I got him a gold ring with 7 diamonds in it. It was HIS birthday but he gave ME presents too---this Gucci coat; a Versace bracelet; and this gold ring with a diamond."
Me—"WOW!!"
"Just Jack"—"I bet you’ve never seen a Gucci coat before…" (as he stood up and modeled it)
Me—"No I haven’t, and it’s beautiful."
"Just Jack"—"Here’s the Versace bracelet and the ring."
Me—"That’s a good kind of friend to have."
"Just Jack"—"Yeah, I love visiting him…. You have the whitest teeth; and a tan… I have a tan too."
Me—"It’s all about the tan, huh?"
"Just Jack"—"And you have the cutest stupid southern drawl…"
Me—"Stupid????"
"Just Jack"—"Um no I mean simple; no I mean you never say simple to people because then they know you really mean stupid."
Me—"First of all I’m not simple. And second of all I’m not stupid." (smiling)
"Just Jack"--He started to laugh… "Seriously, I’m from Memphis… I talk the same way! By the way, what’s your name?"
Me—"Gaye."
"Just Jack"—"Oh my God; you’re kidding… I am TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is incredible!"
Me—"You’re hilarious!"
The ticket guy made the last call to board "Just Jack’s" plane. He decided he’d better hop on before he missed his second flight in one day. As he walked down the "tunnel" to the airplane he stopped in his tracks… everyone behind him had to stop too. He bounced in the air, waved his arms and screamed…
"Just Jack"—"Bye Gaye… have a safe flight!"
Me—"You too!"
I’m still smiling… this guy was a joy… and that Gucci coat was mighty fine too!
Just a side note…
When I arrived at the airport in DC I went through security. I’ve been through security many times. But this time instead of walking through the metal detector first I had to stand inside of a device that looked like a metal detector. While standing inside, this machine shoots air all over your body; I wasn’t expecting it. The security guard on the other side started laughing and told his buddy that from the look on my face the machine had scared me to death. As I approached him on the other side I said, (in my stupid southern drawl) "I’ve never been blown at an airport before." Good grief… what was I thinking…. He started dying laughing. I immediately tried to correct myself telling him that I’m sure that didn’t sound very good, huh? He assured me he had heard much worse. Oh well… he got his laugh for the day and I got a good one too. I just love airports!!! Up, up and away… hey, hey, hey!!
I'm So Fly--Lloyd Banks
"Just Jack" approached the ticket counter all perky making sure he was in the correct location. He walked over to me and jumped in the chair beside me… he didn’t sit in it… he pounced in it. Did I mention he was in his sock feet? Yes he was. Before he pounced he dropped his shoes on the ground and they went rolling. "Just Jack" was a wee bit tipsy!! Then he proceeded to speak… I managed to get a word or two (maybe) in the conversation.
"Just Jack"---"I like you!!!"
Me—"You do."
"Just Jack"—"Yes I do because you let me sit beside you. You see I missed my plane earlier and I’ve been stuck at this airport for four hours!!"
Actually "Just Jack" was in the airport bar for four hours!
"Just Jack"—"I’ve been visiting my friend in DC for his birthday. I got him a gold ring with 7 diamonds in it. It was HIS birthday but he gave ME presents too---this Gucci coat; a Versace bracelet; and this gold ring with a diamond."
Me—"WOW!!"
"Just Jack"—"I bet you’ve never seen a Gucci coat before…" (as he stood up and modeled it)
Me—"No I haven’t, and it’s beautiful."
"Just Jack"—"Here’s the Versace bracelet and the ring."
Me—"That’s a good kind of friend to have."
"Just Jack"—"Yeah, I love visiting him…. You have the whitest teeth; and a tan… I have a tan too."
Me—"It’s all about the tan, huh?"
"Just Jack"—"And you have the cutest stupid southern drawl…"
Me—"Stupid????"
"Just Jack"—"Um no I mean simple; no I mean you never say simple to people because then they know you really mean stupid."
Me—"First of all I’m not simple. And second of all I’m not stupid." (smiling)
"Just Jack"--He started to laugh… "Seriously, I’m from Memphis… I talk the same way! By the way, what’s your name?"
Me—"Gaye."
"Just Jack"—"Oh my God; you’re kidding… I am TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is incredible!"
Me—"You’re hilarious!"
The ticket guy made the last call to board "Just Jack’s" plane. He decided he’d better hop on before he missed his second flight in one day. As he walked down the "tunnel" to the airplane he stopped in his tracks… everyone behind him had to stop too. He bounced in the air, waved his arms and screamed…
"Just Jack"—"Bye Gaye… have a safe flight!"
Me—"You too!"
I’m still smiling… this guy was a joy… and that Gucci coat was mighty fine too!
Just a side note…
When I arrived at the airport in DC I went through security. I’ve been through security many times. But this time instead of walking through the metal detector first I had to stand inside of a device that looked like a metal detector. While standing inside, this machine shoots air all over your body; I wasn’t expecting it. The security guard on the other side started laughing and told his buddy that from the look on my face the machine had scared me to death. As I approached him on the other side I said, (in my stupid southern drawl) "I’ve never been blown at an airport before." Good grief… what was I thinking…. He started dying laughing. I immediately tried to correct myself telling him that I’m sure that didn’t sound very good, huh? He assured me he had heard much worse. Oh well… he got his laugh for the day and I got a good one too. I just love airports!!! Up, up and away… hey, hey, hey!!
I'm So Fly--Lloyd Banks
posted by Gaye at 11:22 AM
4 Comments:
Hmmm. A Gaye Fox. Go figure. And we're not even going to think about getting blown in an airport - at least not much.
Glad you're back, G.E.G. Hope you had a ball, stupid, er, simple Southern accent and all.
sorry..........Just Jack???????
never heard or known the name..........
BUT hell....... getting blown at the airport...........ya aint related to MM are ya?
that is TOO funny. that air machine is freaky ... it totally took me by surprise the first time i had to go through it. AND it messed up my hair. stupid national security.
He sounds hilarious! Glad you met him and I'd have been scared by that too! Didn't know they did that
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