Airplane Conversation

I sat next to an eight year old boy and his ten year old brother on my flight home. I had my headphones on and noticed them whispering to each other, possibly about me.

The younger one tapped me on the shoulder and I removed my headphones. Here is our one and only conversation....

BOY: What's your name?

ME: Jon

BOY: Oh.


BOY: You look like my counselor from camp this summer.


ME: Oh, really? What was his name?

BOY: Alan.


ME: Oh, well...he's not me. (smile)

BOY: I know.

ME: Yeah.

Awkward pause....

Headphones back on.

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