What we have here is a little bit of a weight problem......

John and Nivah just spent four glorious days in New York City while I sat in Nashville stewing about not spending four glorious days in New York City. John took Nivah there for their 3 year anniversary. Good man. Their flight left Nashville on Friday morning at 5:30am. Why they chose this flight, I will never know. But here's what happened.
Before boarding, the flight attendants let everyone know that the plane was having some "issues" and they would need some people to volunteer for a later flight - vouchers included. The Eckerts signed right up since later flights and vouchers are what life is truly about, and waited while everyone else boarded the plane. Eventually, the flight attendants changed their mind about the "issue" and informed the Eckerts that indeed, they could board this flight and be on their way. By this time, everyone else had already been on the plane (remember it's 5:30am) and were QUITE ready to get on with it. John and Nivah excused me'd themselves to their seats and settled in. More waiting. Then the pilot came on the intercom and said:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry for the delay. We're experiencing a bit of a weight problem on this flight and will need to remedy that situation before we can take off. Thank you for your patience." Immdediately the flight attendant came on the intercom and said "Will Mr. and Mrs. Eckert please press your flight attendant call button?" John looked at Nivah. Nivah looked at John. They pressed the button. A 78 year old woman in a flight attendant's uniform approached them, as well as 100 pairs of eyes, and whispered "we're going to need you to de-board the aircraft".