Sad Sack

So a few years back I was on a flight to Canada for a business trip. I got the nice bump to first class and settled in for the long trip to British Columbia from Indy. I looked in the in-flight magazine to see what the movie would be and to my horror it was The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. What was this happy horse crap? Seriously, that was what I had for my in-flight entertainment? I figured, I would watch a few minutes and then nod off and wake up north of the border.

But a funny thing happen… I became really engrossed in the flick, so much so when the movie reach its climax and Carmen sees her Dad getting married, I actually started to cry a bit… on an airplane… on my way to Canada. I am such a sad sack.