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One damp sock brushed my hair three hours into the flight. The barefoot man behind me used my headrest as a drying rack, then rehung both socks after the attendant warned him. I was ready to lose my mind. Then the snack cart stopped beside me, and one harmless item gave me a wonderfully wicked idea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Three hours into a packed flight, something damp brushed the top of my hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I reached up automatically.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At first, I thought somebody’s blanket had slipped over my seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I smelled it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Something damp brushed the top of my hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Imagine a gym locker that had been locked since Thanksgiving.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Now imagine somebody warming it in a microwave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I slowly turned my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Two socks hung over the top of my seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They had probably been white once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Two socks hung over the top of my seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The soles were gray-brown, the heels were nearly black, and the fabric around the toes looked suspiciously damp.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One sock was dangling about four inches from my face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The other had apparently decided my hair was a drying rack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stared at them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Surely not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The soles were gray-brown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I turned around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man behind me was barefoot, wearing headphones and scrolling through his phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His feet were stretched beneath the seat in front of him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Excuse me,” I said. “Are those your socks?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man behind me was barefoot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He glanced up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Obviously.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Could you take them down?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“They’re wet.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I can smell that.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“They’re wet.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Across the aisle, a woman looked over and wrinkled her nose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man shrugged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s why they’re there. They need to dry.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Not beside my head.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Then lean forward.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“They need to dry.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I blinked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m sorry?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Lean forward, lady. Problem solved!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“This is my seat.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“And those are my socks. You’ll survive!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Lean forward, lady. Problem solved!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He put his headphones back on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I sat facing forward for several seconds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was 42 years old.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’d survived a broken washing machine, two teenagers, and a neighbor who practiced the trumpet at seven every morning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He put his headphones back on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But nothing had prepared me for a grown man treating my headrest like his backyard clothesline.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t know his name.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So I privately promoted him to “Captain Compost.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I pressed the flight attendant call button.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I privately promoted him to “Captain Compost.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A few minutes later, a woman wearing a navy uniform stopped beside me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“How can I help?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I pointed over my shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“There’s a laundry situation.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She leaned forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then she saw the socks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“There’s a laundry situation.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her professional smile disappeared for approximately half a second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sir?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost removed one headphone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Those need to stay in your own space.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“They’re drying.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Those need to stay in your own space.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Then you’ll need to find somewhere else to keep them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked offended.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Are you serious?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes, sir.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It’s a six-hour flight.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m aware.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked offended.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He snatched the socks down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Unbelievable.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The attendant waited until both socks disappeared below the seatback.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thank you,” I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She turned to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Is there anything else you need?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Both socks disappeared below the seatback.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“A new nose would be lovely.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She pressed her lips together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’ll see what I can do about some water.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I thanked her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“A new nose would be lovely.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The woman across the aisle gave me a sympathetic smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Beside her sat a teenage girl wearing a purple sweatshirt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The girl whispered something to her mother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother shook her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The girl whispered something to her mother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I settled back and restarted my movie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Crisis over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Or so I thought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Ten minutes later, something cold grazed my neck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I froze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Something cold grazed my neck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I reached behind my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fabric.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Damp fabric.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I turned around slowly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The socks were back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lower this time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The socks were back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost was watching me through the gap between the seats.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Still wet.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stared at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re doing this on purpose.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Get over yourself.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re doing this on purpose.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“She just told you to remove them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“She told me to keep them in my space.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s my space.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pointed toward the seatback.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Technically, that’s the back of my seat.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s my space.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re hanging them over the top.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re making a big deal out of nothing, lady.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pulled his headphones over his ears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then he reclined.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re making a big deal out of nothing, lady.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Within minutes, he was snoring.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I sat there, trying to decide whether calling the flight attendant again would solve anything or simply give him another opportunity to be obnoxious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenage girl across the aisle caught my eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Within minutes, he was snoring.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s disgusting,” she whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother leaned toward me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’d lose my mind.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m considering it,” I muttered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The girl giggled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s disgusting.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother gave her a warning look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Don’t encourage anybody.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I haven’t done anything,” I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yet,” the girl whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiled innocently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Don’t encourage anybody.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For the next half hour, those socks swung behind my head whenever the plane shifted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One brushed my hair again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I moved forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I got annoyed with myself for moving forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One brushed my hair again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’d paid for a seat, not a supervised visit to somebody’s laundry room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I tried reading.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I tried watching my movie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I even considered putting my jacket over the top of the seat as a barrier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But the thought of letting those smelly socks touch my jacket was worse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I tried watching my movie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The passenger beside me, an older gentleman with a crossword puzzle, glanced over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Everything all right?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Someone’s drying his socks behind my head.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Saw them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then quietly returned to his crossword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Someone’s drying his socks behind my head.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I couldn’t blame him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There wasn’t a clue in that puzzle that could explain this situation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A little later, the flight attendant passed down the aisle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I almost called her over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I couldn’t blame him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But Captain Compost was asleep, and I was tired of having to ask someone else to enforce basic manners.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I told myself I’d wait another minute.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then the snack cart appeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Something to drink?” the attendant asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The snack cart appeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sparkling water, please.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Anything else?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I glanced at the cart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Packets of pretzels.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cookies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Small stacks of paper napkins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And suddenly I had an idea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I glanced at the cart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Actually, could I have two extra napkins?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She handed them over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I took my drink and set it on the tray table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I opened my purse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She handed them over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Inside was a black pen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I always carried one because I still liked doing crossword puzzles on paper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Beside it were two tiny clear zip pouches I used to keep earrings and other small things from disappearing into my purse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Inside was a black pen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked over my shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost was sleeping with his mouth open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One headphone had slipped down around his neck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His socks were still hanging behind me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost was sleeping with his mouth open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenage girl noticed the pen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her eyebrows rose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She leaned slightly into the aisle to see what I was doing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I flattened the first napkin on my tray.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her eyebrows rose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I wrote something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I folded it carefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the second napkin, I wrote another message.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenager pressed a hand over her mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother looked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I wrote something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The girl pointed discreetly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother leaned over just far enough to read what I’d written.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She turned toward the window.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her shoulders began shaking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh,” she whispered. “That is perfect.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The girl pointed discreetly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I glanced behind me again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Still snoring.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The plane was flying smoothly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I reached up to the sock cuffs hanging over my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I glanced behind me again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I folded each napkin into a narrow strip, slipped it into a clear pouch, and pressed the seal shut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I tucked one pouch beneath the rolled edge of each sock cuff, with the writing facing inward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The plastic was thin enough to stay hidden and would keep the damp fabric from smearing the ink.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The plastic was thin enough to stay hidden.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No tape, no glue, and nothing that could damage the socks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was finished in seconds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I sat back and picked up my sparkling water.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenager stared at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I raised one finger to my lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was finished in seconds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She nodded so enthusiastically that her mother had to look away again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I returned to my movie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For the first time in nearly an hour, I was actually interested in what happened next.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Twenty minutes passed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was actually interested in what happened next.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost snored through most of them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then he woke with a snort loud enough to make his seatmate flinch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He stretched.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yawned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And reached over the top of my seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He woke with a snort loud enough to make his seatmate flinch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I watched the teenage girl out of the corner of my eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was watching him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pulled down the first sock.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then the second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I heard him shifting behind me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A moment later, his bare foot appeared briefly beside the aisle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I heard him shifting behind me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was putting the socks on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenager pressed both hands over her mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked straight ahead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There was a rustle of fabric.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then another.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“WHAT ON EARTH??”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was putting the socks on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Behind me, something scraped against the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost shot upright.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What is this?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenage girl made a strange squeaking noise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Behind me, something scraped against the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother handed her a napkin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not one of mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A clean one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then came the shout.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“WHO DID THIS?!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Several passengers turned around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“WHO DID THIS?!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I slowly looked over my shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost was standing in the aisle, his face bright red.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Both socks were on his feet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As he’d pulled the socks on, the two clear pouches had slipped upward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The white notes inside now stuck out above his ankles like luggage tags.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Both socks were on his feet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pulled the first one free.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then the second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He stared at them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What kind of sick joke is this?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I blinked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Is something wrong?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He stared at them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He waved the napkins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Somebody put these in my socks!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenager made another strangled noise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I tilted my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh. I wondered when you’d collect those.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Somebody put these in my socks!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His mouth fell open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then he thrust the first napkin toward me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Did you write this?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The message was perfectly legible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

LEFT SOCK: PUBLIC NUISANCE.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The message was perfectly legible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He shook the second napkin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

RIGHT SOCK: FINAL WARNING.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenage girl bent forward, laughing silently into her sleeve.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost pointed at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You touched my socks!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost pointed at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I set down my water.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked startled that I’d admitted it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“After you hung them over my head a second time,” I added.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You had no right!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked startled that I’d admitted it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re right. I shouldn’t have touched them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He opened his mouth triumphantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I added, “And you shouldn’t have put them there.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His face darkened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m reporting you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“All right.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You shouldn’t have put them there.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I mean it, lady!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I heard you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He jabbed the flight attendant call button.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenage girl whispered, “Oh, this is going to be good.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother whispered back, “Please don’t make it worse.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh, this is going to be good.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But Captain Compost was already holding both napkins above his head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And when the flight attendant approached, he practically shoved them toward her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“LOOK WHAT THIS WOMAN DID TO MY SOCKS!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The attendant glanced at the messages.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He practically shoved them toward her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then at his feet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her expression became very still.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sir,” she said, “are these the socks I asked you to remove earlier?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost hesitated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes. But that’s not the point!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sir, are these the socks I asked you to remove earlier?” The flight attendant looked at the napkins again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Were the socks hanging over the seat after I asked you to remove them?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He shifted his weight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“They were still wet.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sir, that’s not what I asked.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“They were still wet.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenage girl across the aisle buried her face in her mother’s shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost pointed at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“She put things inside my clothes!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I tucked two sealed notes into the cuffs,” I said. “I shouldn’t have touched his belongings. I understand that.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“She put things inside my clothes!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The attendant nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thank you for acknowledging that.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then she faced him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“And you need to keep your belongings within your own seating area. I won’t be asking again.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thank you for acknowledging that.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He stared at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“So she gets away with it?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Both of you have been instructed to respect each other’s space.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked down at the napkins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Finally, he crumpled the papers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ridiculous.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“So she gets away with it?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He dropped into his seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I turned forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And then the man sitting beside him removed his headphones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Wait,” he said. “Those were your socks?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost frowned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes. Why?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Wait\u2026 Those were your socks?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His seatmate looked at the socks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then at my headrest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I thought something was wrong with the air-conditioning.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenager made a noise like a bicycle tire losing air.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother covered her own mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I thought something was wrong with the air-conditioning.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stared at my tray table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost looked from one face to another.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nobody answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His seatmate quietly put his headphones back on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nobody answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The flight attendant returned a few minutes later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Can I get you anything else, ma’am?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She offered me a fresh napkin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I looked at the man behind me, who was now angrily pulling on his shoes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She offered me a fresh napkin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No, thank you,” I said. “I think we’re finished with the laundry.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The attendant’s mouth twitched.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Very good.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She continued down the aisle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The teenage girl gave me a discreet thumbs-up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I think we’re finished with the laundry.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I smiled and restarted my movie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost kept his shoes on for the rest of the flight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nobody complained about the air-conditioning again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When we landed, I stood to retrieve my carry-on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost kept his shoes on for the rest of the flight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Captain Compost was waiting behind me in the aisle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He gave me a long, furious look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I smiled politely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Have a nice evening.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He didn’t answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He gave me a long, furious look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His shoes were on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His socks were nowhere in sight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That was good enough for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At the aircraft door, the teenage girl and her mother were waiting for the line to move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His socks were nowhere in sight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The girl turned around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hope your next flight’s better.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I adjusted the strap of my bag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’ll settle for less laundry.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She burst out laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hope your next flight’s better.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her mother shook her head, smiling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stepped into the terminal and smoothed the hair those socks had brushed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I headed toward baggage claim, grateful that my luggage was the only thing I’d have to collect.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stepped into the terminal and smoothed the hair those socks had brushed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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