Jammies

There is a group of people out there…you know who you are, that insist on wearing “jammies” whenever they fly.  Now I’ve seen this elsewhere in the world…out to get the morning coffee and paper or occasionally at the grocery store, but without question I always see it at the airport and more times than not there is someone on my flight with jammies on.  I’m not talking about the matching top / bottom combos with little duckies, although I have seen this, I’m talking about the sweatpants and baggy sweatshirt, the stocking or baseball cap, the velour jumpsuit, and the overall ‘I just rolled out of bed’ look.  A flight at the crack of dawn is one thing, but at two o’clock in the afternoon? Or a two hour flight to San Francisco…really?  How uncomfortable are your normal clothes?  Are your pants made of burlap or your shirt stuffed with insulation or angry badgers?  Did that little snuggle bear bastard come out with a fabric hardener?  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t travel in a suit and tie, usually, but I just don’t understand this need for comfort on an airplane.  Ok, I’ll admit I slightly understand if it’s a trip to Singapore or down under, but I’ve been there several times and have never felt compelled to “comfy up” for the flight.  

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not judging, it just strikes as odd so I’ve decided over the years to start asking some questions when I encounter jammie enthusiasts sitting next to me.

Here are a few:

Me:  Did you forget to set your alarm?

Me:  Are you traveling to a mattress convention?

Me:  Holy shit, is the Sand Man on this flight?

Me:  Are those duckies?

Me:  Would you like my pillow and blanket?

Me:  Do you have that narcosleepy condition?  

Me:  Is your nickname ‘Juicy’?

Me:  I miss my bed to.

Mostly people get a chuckle.  Some get offended.  Actually, the only gal that got offended was the ‘Juicy’ lady, but if you are going to billboard that on your ass you’ve kind of got it coming. 

Sadly, however, I’ve drawn no conclusions or had a grand epiphany behind the reasoning so for now I continue to be inquisitive hoping to figure out the great mystery.

If there are any of you out there that want to share some insight I’m all ears.  I actually am.  They are quite big.  Sometimes they block out the sun.  My ears that is.