Halfway there! Okay, not quite.
First post from my phone, so expect things to look strange. One leg down, but it’s the easy one to Chicago. Now I’m waiting for the long one to Hong Kong - 15hrs37min. Whee.
One nice thing about flying business class is that you can use the airline lounge. Nice way to escape the mayhem of the gates, and hey - they have a bar and comfy chairs. See below for crappy camera phone pics.
Everyone knows that airports suck ass, so I won’t wax poetic on the everpresent wandering packs of tards. Instead, let’s concentrate on one of the most annoying species - the shitter talker.
The shitter talker is that guy sitting in an airport can that is apparently so important that he has to subject whomever he’s talking with to some of the nastiest sounds ever. Especially in Chicago, land of bratworst-eating beer-guzzling Bears fans. It’s bad enough to have to experience it yourself, but to subject someone else to it? Just plain wrong.
Dave’s code of etiquette: if you’re pushing out a trout, stay off your fucking cellphone, dickhead.
Rob on 09 Mar 2007 at 2:06 pm #
Wow….nice lounge. Glad our company is at least treating you good while stuffing you into the 7th circle of hell for a couple of weeks. Hope leg 2 goes OK. Remember…if the plane crashes and you get stranded on an island, make someone your bitch really quickly.
Jackie Chan on 09 Mar 2007 at 2:27 pm #
Make sure in the middle of the flight when everyone is asleep, that you stand up quickly, start screaming and run for the cockpit. They really geta kick out that. Then you can all laugh and laugh all the way to HK. BTW, the only thing worse than the shitter talker on the phone is when the shitter talker tries to talk to you when you are just taking a wiz. At those times I like to carry on the conversation, grab two handfuls of water, kick in the stall door and give him the ol’ splash treatment. Spitting in his face is not required but it does end the conversation nicely. Good Luck.