Monday, May 24, 2004
( 9:03 AM ) teahouse
Fly the Friendly Skies
Well, I arrived back late last night. I took an evening flight back up, and it was not pleasant at all.
First, when we boarded the plane, there was music piping overhead that sounded like a cross between Yanni and the theme from the Halloween horror movies.
Then, I was stuck in the last row, sandwiched between a really fat guy and a woman who kept having to get up and go to the bathroom to throw up.
Finally, the flight attendants were rude, they ran out of food before they got to us, and all I got to drink was a cup of lukewarm water.
I hate flying. #