So, i'm sitting at my gate in houston, waiting for my flight and i'm really, really bored. I've decided to start writing this for my blog, it's kinda fun to talk to myself I mean i do it all the time so it should be second nature to me by now. my god, i am dreading this second part of my flight because now i'm gonna be stuck on a plane with MY people. First off i don't know how much you know bout Salvadorians or latinos in general but a coouple of things are certain: they are LOUD, they are NOSY(this lady sitting in front of me keeps staring at me while I type), and they think that just because the gate we were at was showing the departure time at 3:55pm when it was 3:30pm that the plane is late and there is some sort of problem( this is stupid because everyone for this flight was told that the flight was departing at a new time so why would you think that it was early again when right next to that departing time it said the flight was now departing at 5:50pm)
Now let's move on to the funnier side of this flight:
- So because i have such a long wait period btw my flights, the gate that i have been at for the past three hours has alrady been used multiple times for other flights and whatnot; so on one occasion the gate right next to mine was starting to board passengers and the flight attendant whom was in a bad good i guess (he does have the face of a douche) goes: " we are now boarding rows 5 through 15, that means rows 5, 6, 7, 8 (you get the idea)". So he finishes counting to 15 and i'm thinking like you know you don't have to count all the numbers right? Apparently he DID know that cause he says: "that was rows 5-15, rows 5, 6, 7 and so on for all of you whom are mathematically challenged". WTF? what a bastard and all the people boarding just look at him like unbelievingly. Others(like me ^_^) just laughed at the sheer stupidity of the situation, some looked offended, I found it amusing as hell because c'mon, you really gotta have balls to say something like that( either that or really be a douche o_O).
- When we landed in houston, you know how the plane taxis to the gate and you just enjoy the ride? Well apparently it was taking to long for this idiot sitting in front of me because he turns to his bleached blonde bimbo of a girlfriend and says: "this has gotta be the longest taxing a plane could take! Why is it taking so long?! ( Ok just to clarify, it wasn't even that long, he was just the type of whiner simply expecting his girlfriend to kiss it and make it better.) The his girlfriend stares at him and says (in a bimbo-ish type voice all white girls seem to have): "maybe it's taking this long because we're gonna go on a tour of Houston...hehe while we're on the plane!".<-Really? OMG you really are an idiot and you both belong together, let's just hope that for all our sakes you two don't have children....then again it's just wishful thinking because there always seem to be idiots in this world =_=;)
- I'm fucking deaf in my right ear because of the cabin pressure and now i can't hear squat...it hella hurts too ( not as much as it was hurting on the plane, it stopped when we landed but i still feel as if water got in it). I've tried everything to clear it...from yawning to chewing gum to burping (the yawning is effective sometimes, the gum is useless and the burping works now and then). I'm already dreading this second part of my journey because i really, really dont't want my eardrum to pop and bleed all over the side of my face for the next 3 and 1/2 hours of flight time (happy happy...joy joy).
Toodles...i'll write when i get home....
Now let's move on to the funnier side of this flight:
- So because i have such a long wait period btw my flights, the gate that i have been at for the past three hours has alrady been used multiple times for other flights and whatnot; so on one occasion the gate right next to mine was starting to board passengers and the flight attendant whom was in a bad good i guess (he does have the face of a douche) goes: " we are now boarding rows 5 through 15, that means rows 5, 6, 7, 8 (you get the idea)". So he finishes counting to 15 and i'm thinking like you know you don't have to count all the numbers right? Apparently he DID know that cause he says: "that was rows 5-15, rows 5, 6, 7 and so on for all of you whom are mathematically challenged". WTF? what a bastard and all the people boarding just look at him like unbelievingly. Others(like me ^_^) just laughed at the sheer stupidity of the situation, some looked offended, I found it amusing as hell because c'mon, you really gotta have balls to say something like that( either that or really be a douche o_O).
- When we landed in houston, you know how the plane taxis to the gate and you just enjoy the ride? Well apparently it was taking to long for this idiot sitting in front of me because he turns to his bleached blonde bimbo of a girlfriend and says: "this has gotta be the longest taxing a plane could take! Why is it taking so long?! ( Ok just to clarify, it wasn't even that long, he was just the type of whiner simply expecting his girlfriend to kiss it and make it better.) The his girlfriend stares at him and says (in a bimbo-ish type voice all white girls seem to have): "maybe it's taking this long because we're gonna go on a tour of Houston...hehe while we're on the plane!".<-Really? OMG you really are an idiot and you both belong together, let's just hope that for all our sakes you two don't have children....then again it's just wishful thinking because there always seem to be idiots in this world =_=;)
- I'm fucking deaf in my right ear because of the cabin pressure and now i can't hear squat...it hella hurts too ( not as much as it was hurting on the plane, it stopped when we landed but i still feel as if water got in it). I've tried everything to clear it...from yawning to chewing gum to burping (the yawning is effective sometimes, the gum is useless and the burping works now and then). I'm already dreading this second part of my journey because i really, really dont't want my eardrum to pop and bleed all over the side of my face for the next 3 and 1/2 hours of flight time (happy happy...joy joy).
Toodles...i'll write when i get home....
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