On my trip to South Carolina, I noticed many interesting characters in the airport. There were some remarkable enough that I took notes. The following is a transcription of my scribbles:

• The dot-Indian man in the terminal—horrible comb-over, Hitler 'stache, slouching. Eating Bugles one at a time, savoring the taste. Wearing giant glasses that look like he stole them from the "Donate to Africa" box at the community center.
• The almost certainly gay flight attendant who looks like he's wearing mascara and would kill for a role in Rocky Horror. Bleached blonde hair, very thin on top, comb over.
• The man with no chin. Seriously, it goes in a straight line to his chest. I'm trying not to stare.