Many years ago, I was flying with my boss, Judith Werme.
Someone said she was a nervous flyer, but I had no idea.
We'd just leveled off at the correct altitude, and now the flight attendants are coming down the aisle with their carts.
The ride is a little bumpy.
Judith's sitting in the aisle so the attendant asks her first - "Would you like a beverage?"
Judith doesn't say anything, but she's staring intently at the back of the seat in front of her, hands gripping her own chair.
Having been a waiter for 8 years, I'm extra tuned in when it comes to the interaction of wait staff and customer.
This is kinda awkward and might even turn rude.
The attendant tries again, "Excuse me miss, would you like..." and right about here, without taking her eyes off the back of the seat in front of her, Judith says, "Please not now. Can't... you see... I'm flying the plane?"
Which was when I said, "Yes! I'll have a beer please."
People handle turbulence differently.
I'm still not in ultra panic mode.
I figure this is just exactly how this regular season is supposed to go - in as difficult a situation as the Cubs can put themselves in.
Actually, if both the Cubs and Brewers win or lose today, then it'll be game #163 tomorrow - an even more difficult situation. Hmm.
Well, however this thing turns out, I still trust in our pilot Joe Maddon.
What a shame yesterday's 1-2 loss to the Cards was.
Hamels was so good.
So many warning track fly balls for the Cubs, but Miles Mikolas just had it all working.
Meanwhile in Milwaukee, Christian Yelich seems to be channeling the '15 Mets version of Daniel Murphy.
And in the NL West, the Rockies and Dodgers are channeling the Cubs and Brewers.
So weird, and like I said - fitting for 2018.
It's another day to spend glued to your medium of choice.