Scott Stapp
14-Jul-2004
Written by: Sara Marshalek</FONT>
[size=-1]Insulted on the airplane
This is a very recent story - two days ago, in fact. My mom, stepdad and I just spent 12 beautifully relaxing days on vacation in the Florida Keys. We were flying back to New Jersey on Monday, July 12. We were flying American Airlines out of Miami and had to practically jump through hoops to get aboard our plane. They kept telling us that we had to wait in line and and it seemed miles long. My mom got into a huge fight with a few airline employees at the desk, insisting that we didn't have to wait, that we had our tickets and that they should just let us get on. We waited so long that they had to announce us over the loud speaker -"Longo, last call. If you do not board your seats will be forfeited." Mom gave a big I told ya so to the woman at the desk and we moved on. I was totally embarrassed when my mom practically shoved me onto the plane. We walked slowly through the first class section. I was tired, sunburned and disheveled and it felt like all those comfortable people were just staring and internally laughing at me. As we made our way back to our crowded seats in coach, (My mom who can be a bit of a snob), elbows me in the side as she points and whispers -"I don't believe it! There weren't any first class tickets available for us, but they let those scrubs on?" and I looked over - and there was Scott Stapp with his wife, two kids, and a friend. Unbelievable. After we settled into our seats, I told my mom who he was and she couldn't believe it. She had to ask the flight attendant, and yes, it was definitely him. It took all the strength I could muster to keep my mother in her seat - she wanted to go up there and see him - even after she insulted him! When we were getting off the plane, she kept telling my stepdad and I to go up and ask him to autograph our plane tickets, but Scott was playing with his kids and no one else seemed to be bothering him at all, so we didn't do it. I just walked right by him and gave him a quick nod of my head with a grin. I don't think he even noticed. My mom is 42, and she works in admissions at a university. I can't believe how she can't stop telling all the students who she "met on the airplane." [/size]