On the plane from Philly to Columbia, I think the woman next to me was trying to have a contest with herself to see how fast (and loud) she could possibly turn the page of her dozen newspapers. Maybe she was trying to tear it in half the whole time. Who knows. It was pretty ridiculous to watch her though. It was as if as soon as she finished one page she needed to remove it from her sight immediately or she would die.
I wanted to punch her in the face. Many many times.
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