How i got into the time share business part 19

My journey was a whirlwind tour of 9 cities , all paid for in order to enhance my learning curve.
Leaving the Hawaiian islands, i meet the so called Dr. and broker to be who will go to Spain with me. seeing him rob and defraud his uncle leaves me unnerved. I notice while we are visiting a sales room in lake Tahoe that he avoids conversation with the local crew-- he his hiding something and is totally out of his element. We arrive at the Tahoe airport off season and is 100% empty, we are the only ones there. The lady at the counter sees my air tickets all stapled together
and remarks oh wow Hawaii-Vegas Acapulco-Spain- i wish i could go with you! Don't worry the Dr. says, we will hijack the airplane and take you with us! In less than 2 minutes an air Marshall
and an FBI agent separate us into different offices. Remember that from the 60's until around 1975 there were hundreds of airliners hijacked to Cuba. I get the Marshall, i explain my relationship with the Dr. to him (none) and furthermore am not amused by the Mexican comedian either.
In a mall earlier the Dr. went to one of these specialty cutlery stores and bought for his wife who
was a seamstress, the largest Swedish scisorrs ever made- a great gift, as Mexico didn't have them. Unfortunately they were in my briefcase when they frisked us. What saved us was an ace card. I don't care how smart you are, you cant request the ace card from the croupier. Ace cards
are serendipity in all its glory. It so happened i knew someone way up the ladder in the Marshall
system and the agent knew him! When the Dr. saw that we were being released and i was bantering with them he decided to pull his third world stunt of threatening them! I yelled as loud as i could YOU SHUT UP RIGHT NOW!! OR I'LL KICK YOU IN THE ASS SO HARD I'LL BREAK MY ANKLE GETTING MY FOOT OUT!!! the agents were reconsidering our release
but were surprised how angry i had become and figured he had his punishment and maybe more to come and let us go. Our plane , the only one that day, was held up by a film crew who could hardly fit all their gear in the turboprop bay. We sat there not speaking, anything he might have said could detonate how i felt. The 20 or so film crew were assisting with all of their aluminum
containers and they would stare at the odd couple occasionally as everyone except us was dressed casually, we were in 3 piece suits and it was hot. Finally after 2 hours we are on our way.
Since we are cramped in the small plane and i don't want to even talk to the doctor i stare out the
window (it was night) with nothing to see except the propellers, listening to the muffled conversations of the film crew going on about their latest film exploit. Since i am an aviation fanatic i don't have a problem straining my neck staring at the engine for long periods of time.
This did not escape the attention of the loudmouth of the group, a white guy with a large afro.
Actually we were the only thing of interest outside of their circle and they would stare at the weird guys in suits a lot. Finally loudmouth does it and yells out loud "WILL THE PASSENGERS REFRAIN FROM STARING OUT THE WINDOWS- THE ENGINE IS FINE WITHOUT YOU." I guess they were all supposed to laugh until i stood up and looked at him- you would have to ask them what i looked like with the dr. seated next to me shaking like a leaf. Usually during an altercation , people stare but if danger is present they look elsewhere, and they all decided as a group to stare at the engines as loudmouth slinked into his seat. Not one word from anyone until we landed. I glimpsed an ad once for a film crew and thought i recognized them-Aspen film?
White afro was funny though, just bad timing.