Wet Legs and Humour

"There is more logic in humor than in anything else. Because, you see, humor is truth."
-Victor Borge

In the middle of my recent flight to Ireland I was distracted by an elderly gentleman pacing about and scrubbing his legs with a blanket.
Somebody had stumbled and spilled a lot of water over the poor man, rendering him most uncomfortable.
The fellow's explanation for the wet attire- repeated at intervals whenever a passenger asked- was not so much a grumble or complaint as a calm commentary on his condition.
A stewardess approached and asked if there was anything she could do to help.
Any worries she might have been burdened with on his behalf were gently dismissed.
"It's only water. It'll dry," he insisted cheerfully.
After a moment the stewardess ventured a suggestion with a grin.
"Look- why don't you take the trousers off, and we'll pin them up on the clothes line? They'll be dry in no time at all."
Presently every soul within earshot, including the wet fellow, was laughing at the quick wit of the stewardess.
If one must be cocooned among strangers and recirculated air in a speeding vehicle thirty thousand feet above earth, it is wise above all to garnish the time with a sense of humour and an enduring spirit of camaraderie.