Hello every peoples!
It is I, The Fiish, reporting live from Powelton Ave. in PHILADEPHIA! Amehica vaht a count'y!
Got in at 10 somthing PM last night after the typical hell of flying. First plane was alright, got to sit in the exit row so I had room to streach my legs. After grabbing our 6 checked bags in Puerto Rico, we boarded the second plane for the last leg of the trip. I got to sit right behind the exit door so there was a little more room thank goodness. I put my bag under the seat i was sitting on and started to relax. Then hell broke loose. Stuardess "Cratchet" walked down the isle and somhow noticed my bag. She yelled at me "You can't put that there! It has to be in an overhead bin!" Well since its a Federal offence to not heed the plane staff, I reluctantly handed my bag over. Guess where she put it? In an overhead bin in first class..... Passengers get yelled at for moving through the "mystical barrier" that exists between fist class and coach. So there I was, stuck in the window seat with my bag in first class for a 4 hour flight. Joy.
Well as you can see I survived. And am currently crashing at my bro's place untill we can find lodgeing.
The Fiish
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