alcohol on a plane don’t mix: How I delayed a plane full of people and got a free sandwich
alcohol and drugs
I’m not exactly confident bulletin. Even when I was writing the economy,
Sydney to Paris via Abu Dhabi trip, I spent a month of research, and
conduct research and re-making and re-making a living requests.
My claustrophobia and fear of what I consider to put irrational means of transportation (they still can not fully explain gravity, FFS)
swelled with the passage of days before my departure drew closer.
I had a final solution to the fork in an extra $ 230 dollars for a seat aisle exit row – perhaps
the only seat that my heart had stopped from entering the throat, and bring a bottle of Xanax prescribed.
On the morning of the day before I left home, I checked the seating plan and was pleasantly surprised
that no one outside the cranes extra cash for in the middle seat next to me.
Everything seems to be going out Milhouse.
The journey from hell
When I checked in, but to my aisle seat was not already booked (by a colleague who forked the extra cash the traveler),
but I was relegated to the bench against the wall, one arm forced behind the emergence of plastic Ghraib,
and between us, in the seat East,
he was a gentleman buff who cash not paid extra, but it was just been allocated a seat.
Xanax with one shot of tequila airport in my system, and I demanded an explanation.
The occasion is already my position difficult bulletin, the man was in the aisle seat I had promised beautiful enough to swap seats with me,
but there is still the issue of the fact that unless veered to one side, to the safety of the palm of one arm,
I had spent the elbow trip to the elbow 14 hour with the man buff.