It is definitely 5 o'clock somewhere...

Airports. They are the absolutely most fabulous place to watch people in the world. You see such a wide variety and assortment that you cannot be bored.  It is just not possible.  I flew home to Arkansas by way of the Atlanta airport through to Memphis last weekend. When I arrived to check-in they informed me that there was not an available seat so I should wait and see what they could do for me.  I stood to the side of the line and watched everyone check in and proceed to their seats.  I have always seen that person standing there awkwardly, but this was my first experience being that person.  People look at you and are internally thinking and glaring at you: "I am so glad that is not me", "I wonder if she is a terrorist", "She better not hold up our flight" and etc.  Finally my turn came and the sweet lady that was checking boarding passes began to click and pound the keys of her keyboard. The woman seriously was flying across those buttons like nobody's business. I just knew I was going to have to wait and be bumped to a later flight.  Instead she happily informed me that because of the airlines mistake I was sitting in first class. FIRST CLASS! This is on my bucket list to sit in first class and even better it was FREE. I get settled in my seat and I immediately notice that my shoulders have so much more room and my legs are not all scrunched up like back in coach.  This is the best.  While we were waiting to take off the stewardess comes and asks what drinks we would like before heading toward Memphis.  I tell her I would like water.  Considering it is 8 o'clock in the morning I mentally assume that everyone around me will have coffee, water, orange juice or maybe soda.  No. Everyone around me ordered Baileys and coffee. It was like wild fire.  One person ordered it and so the entire first class section besides me ordered it as well.  They had two rounds before we even were off the ground.  Once up in the air I settled in reading my book and the stewardess came back around to check on if we needed anything.  Then the serious drinks started coming.  Everyone ordered vodka tonics and then they started on bloody Mary's.  The first class section drank the airplane out of alcohol.  This is an hour flight mind you.  It was nuts.  I have never seen people get slammed first thing in the morning on an airplane as a collective group like this.  The group was very diverse.  There was the standard know-it-all business man who has been in every business venture from contracting, golf cart manufacturing, enlistment. and some sort of sales.  If he hadn't done it I am pretty sure it didn't exist.  There were the parent and adult children group who were going to a golf event while wearing matching Ralph Lauren Polo outfits.  They discussed their "wealth" the entirety of the flight.  As I sat there with this indeed eclectic group I wondered do I seem like this to all the coach passengers who passed by? When they see me in the airport later are they going to assume I was imagining I was at Margaritaville while on the plane like these other peeps?  (Just as a note I happened to be wearing a Ralph Lauren Polo shirt that day.)  Hopefully they could distinguish that I was not at the party barge first thing in the morning considering I was able to walk straight off the plane and could pass a sobriety test if needed.  I guess this whole bizarre and very amusing experience just goes to show that it really is 5 o'clock somewhere or at least that's what these folks were counting on.