Wedged like a sardine in a bashed tin, fed cardboard food in a cellophane packet and ate it with plastic tools. Drooled on by a fat man sitting next to me whose snore was louder than the engine roar. Caught a cold from the recycled air, watched 1/2 a film, listened to a baby cry the whole journey. Circled Atlanta for an hour because of a storm, yet as I deboarded (is there such a word) the airhostess smiled at me and said, "I hope you enjoyed your flight"
Why is it I always lie and say, "Yes, thank you"
2006-07-14
02:11:22
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