The beginning in a saga of delays. The flight was 5 hours delayed in the end. 5 hours I could contemplate my imminent death. I am glad I hadn’t taken a valium in preparation for boarding.This disgusting abomination was all I could buy with my complimentary $15 lunch voucher. I could not bring myself to say “chicken mayo croissant” as three contiguous words alloud.“A faulty valve in left engine had to be replaced” says the captain as we take off.10 hours.Two valium and black space from a 10 hour anxiety attack later, I am required to perform basic human navigation, such as find Ms Janet so that I can be transferred to my Bangkok hotel. Ms Janet (right) looks stern at me, probably because I am still crying with relief that the plane has landed on the runway safely.I arrive at my hotel grareful I am finally in a place of the world where not a day will pass without a symbol of an elephant.
this is a very late HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!! (Insert birthday emojis here )
Ms Janet is thinking just another crappy day where I have to babysit pampered westerners.
I don’t take Valium but two would seem more than the recommended dosage
Did you wake up naturally before you had to leave the plane or did someone have to shake you awake .
How do you manage going to the toilet on the plane after you have knocked yourself out?
Airport food is the worst. I would rather get something from a school canteen.
The worst meal in my life was from a Mexican “restaurant” at Sydney airport.
From the first bite it was disgusting but it was so expensive I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away.
I think it took 2 days for my body to expel the poison that masqueraded as food.
Do you think Ms Janet hates the general public more than you? Two was more than the pharmacist recommended, but was what the doctor guaranteed would “knock you right out”. I woke up naturally quite a few times on the flight, and was awake for the last two hours of the trip.
The toilet breaks on the plane requires me to take the seat belt off and look in the faces of the other passengers about to meet their imminent doom in the air, so only one was enough for me.
One day you will throw away that burrito, even if it costed $100.
I would like to swap work stories with ms Janet over Thai coffee. I think we would both giggle about the public and could become good friends
Do you think your fellow plane passengers are aware of your thoughts of impending doom.
A bad meal is the same as a bad movie at the cinema. Effort was made to get to the venue, money was exchanged for a product and I am getting to the end of both.
this is a very late HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!! (Insert birthday emojis here )
Ms Janet is thinking just another crappy day where I have to babysit pampered westerners.
I don’t take Valium but two would seem more than the recommended dosage
Did you wake up naturally before you had to leave the plane or did someone have to shake you awake .
How do you manage going to the toilet on the plane after you have knocked yourself out?
Airport food is the worst. I would rather get something from a school canteen.
The worst meal in my life was from a Mexican “restaurant” at Sydney airport.
From the first bite it was disgusting but it was so expensive I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away.
I think it took 2 days for my body to expel the poison that masqueraded as food.
Do you think Ms Janet hates the general public more than you? Two was more than the pharmacist recommended, but was what the doctor guaranteed would “knock you right out”. I woke up naturally quite a few times on the flight, and was awake for the last two hours of the trip.
The toilet breaks on the plane requires me to take the seat belt off and look in the faces of the other passengers about to meet their imminent doom in the air, so only one was enough for me.
One day you will throw away that burrito, even if it costed $100.
I would like to swap work stories with ms Janet over Thai coffee. I think we would both giggle about the public and could become good friends
Do you think your fellow plane passengers are aware of your thoughts of impending doom.
A bad meal is the same as a bad movie at the cinema. Effort was made to get to the venue, money was exchanged for a product and I am getting to the end of both.