I didn’t know her, because as usual she was the friend of a friend of a friend of .... She gave me a buzz. She was very interested in doing a first, short air ride.

As we were only two people for that flight I decided to take a small trainer as the Cessna 152. When she came to the airport at the appointed time I got the plane readily preflighted. But ... oh, my cat!, that wasn’t a woman but a "buy one and get one free" or "two-in-one".

 They tell that kind of disease "elephantiasis" but I tell it "peanut butteritis". Really the C-152 doesn’t allow for a big margin of weight and chances were I had to throw fuel away, so I asked her, of course, very politely not knowing in advance if I was about to receive an answer or a blow:

"My lady, what’s your weight?"

To what she replied:

"With or without clothes?"

"Well, that depends on how do you intend to fly", I said.