Somtimes when I get on a plane, I get the feeling that we are not all going to the same destination. I see people looking as if they are going to bed, hanging out at their house or cleaning out the gutters. My godmother would always recount the days of classy travel, where people would dress up in furs and evening gowns to go across the country on the train. While showing up the airport these days in furs and evening gowns may seem a bit over the top, save your track suit for running your next 3K and wear an outfit that just might get you bumped up to first class. Trust me, it's happened to me, it can happen to you.
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