Oh no she better don't!

Today there is a story on the front page of Yahoo today about a man who was stung by a scorpion on a plane flight from Chicago to Vermont. This reminds me of my younger days and when I lost my crabs on a flight from Hawaii.

Growing up I wasn’t raised totally on the silver spoon but one of the values my parents did pass onto me was the importance of vacation. To this day if I don’t go on vacation once a month I think the sky might fall. Somewhat like that button they push on Lost, they aren’t sure what was going to happen if they didn’t push it, but I don’t want to find out what will happen if I don’t frequently travel for fun. Anyway, my folks had a condominium in a nice beach resort in Hawaii while I was growing up, so we went there quite frequently to escape cold winters on the weeks I wasn’t busy with my ski team and school. I remember waking up to the sounds of the tropical birds, my younger sister and I would spend our days playing in the pool, trying to crack coconuts with our heads and chasing sand crabs on the beach.

My sister and I would take the half gallon paper milk cartons with pictures of missing children on the side and use them as cages for our newly captured crab pets. The milk cartons worked out well as it would hold a fair amount of sand and we could fold them closed at the top. As our vacation came to an end we didn’t want to set our new crabs free and decided to take them home with us. I took my milk carton containing my new crabs on as my carry on item, I even put them through the x-ray machine and then placed them under the seat in front of me during our flight home. Mid flight I decided I had better check on my new friends only to find them missing from the milk carton. I crawled around on the floor of that plane looking for my crabs until the flight attendant insisted I get back into my seat to prepare for arrival. I still think about those crabs and wonder who might have found them and how their trip to the mainland turned out.

I think Yahoo news has completely missed out on the point of this scorpion on the plane. So what if some guy with bad hair got stung, he probably deserved it. Someone somewhere is missing their prize pet!