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Reader Comments (Page 1 of 1)
3-10-2009 @ 3:43PM
D.E. Kaufman said...
Hell NO!
Flying has become such a pain in the arse experience - because of security checks (I wear a leg brace and it's a MoFo to get on and off), lousy on board service, take off delays/cancellations, crowded seating conditions (unless you're in 1st or Business Class) - that I need all the alcohol sedation I can get!
This guy was a jerk and deserves everything that happened and will happen to him. But please don't get all AA/Prohibition/Temperance League self righteous on the rest of us, poor, flying bastards, that have to be on a 3 to 5 hour flight - in a middle seat - with a sleeping, wheezing, coughing, old geezer sitting on my right (who occasionally lets loose with audible farts, composed of the gaseous remnants of his previous night's, bratwurst and sauerkraut dinner, at St. Alphonso's Church of the Holy Denial). In the seat on my left, sits some NAY (New Age Yuppette), trying to deal/comfort/kill her wailing child, who can't figure out how to equalize the pressure in it's ear drums (because of the change in air pressure in the cabin). During all the wailing from the child and verbal exclamations of frustration from the NYA, she chooses to tell me her vapid and pathetically insipid, life story...
You're complaining about more than TWO DRINKS?!?!
HELL TO THAT!! Have the BLEEPING Flight Attendant bring me a morphine drip!
(And give one to that BLEEPING wailing kid, too.)