Hey US Airways flight 343 stewardess,
Are you daft? Do you not realize that on a 7am flight from Chicago to Phoenix some of us might be extremely, crazy tired? Particularly do you not realize that as we are desperately trying to rock an angry baby to sleep who hasn't slept since 8pm the night before that your ridiculously annoying cackle laughter every 5 seconds for the four hour trip might be a little annoying? Each sound you make is a piercing stab wound to my heart, mind and soul.
Would I like something to drink? No, but I certainly would love to buy you a tall frothy glass of shut the hell up.
There, I said it.
Passenger in the back row
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06 February 2010
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