I'm not good at telling a joke so here is a true story:

My flight from Amsterdam to LAX was delayed so i ended up missing my connecting flight to Honolulu. Northwest put me up at an airport hotel which was decent enough. That night I was too jet-lagged and worried about missing the early morning flight that I stayed up all night, turning the TV off and on. When it was on, the breaking news would come in with yet another report on shooting that I was starting to freak out.

I finally made it to the airport, checked in, and found my way into the gate area. I sat down at a table with a cup of coffee and a pastry, minding my own business. Then, a big tall black man comes over to my table and grabs something out of his brown bag. So I thought, "What's going on? What does he want? Am I on his chair???" As I was about to get up, he took out a paper napkin and handed it to me. Apparently, I had powder sugar all over my face from the chocolate au pain I was eating.