Last month, at JFK.
Me and my dad at Terminal 4. We don't hear the intercom call for our flight so we think we still got time. My dad walks ahead while I buy a pair of shades and some water. 2 minutes later my dad calls me. "They about to close the gate in 2 minutes"
I got my carry on and my backpack, but I start sprinting through the terminal
Get to the boarding gate, the last guy to board. I get to the plane door, lady saw me dripping sweat and gasping for air on some
I get to my seat, the lady next to me said, "I thought I was about to have the whole aisle to myself

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