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29E: Not Exactly First Class

June 30, 2005 at 5:29 PM | by | Comments (0)

All my senses are being tortured simultaneously. It's difficult to say what the worst part about sitting in 29E really is? Is it the stench of the sanitation fluid that's blown all over my body every 60 seconds when the door opens? Is it the wooosh of the constant flushing? Or is it the passengers asses that seem to fit into my personal space like a pornographic jig-saw puzzle?


I constructed a stink-shield by shoving one end of a blanket into the overhead compartment  -- while effective in blocking at least some of the smell, and offering a small bit of privacy, the ass-on-my-body factor has increased, as without my evil glare, passengers feel free to lean up against what they think is some kind of blanketed wall. The next ass that touches my shoulder will be the last!



It's possible that this very funny illustrated letter, supposedly sent to Continental by a suffering traveler stuck in a seat next to the bathroom, is really a hoax (Snopes couldn't tell.). Either way, it makes for some fun reading: check out the PDF for the full effect.





[Via Boing-Boing]

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