I am getting ready to board the plane from Miami, and I strike a conversation with a lady in the line to board. She is from Argentina, but she looks very Irish — red hair, freckles and all. Anyway, she talks to me about her country, the wine, etc. When we get to the plane, she sits in front of my seat and having the conversation becomes difficult, and eventually it ends.
A short while after the passenger seats next to me, I continue the conversation with him. I mention to him that I was talking to the lady in front of us, and that she was an Argentinian.
“Not every one is perfect” he says.
