im home. it was great to see lesley and hang out in dallas for a bit. i finally figured out who all the crazy drunk people were in the hotel. i knew there was some sort of convention thing going on, but i didn't know exactly what it was. turns out to be some crazy mineral water pyramid scheme thingy. last night, i went to the bar in the hotel for a couple of drinks before bed. when i got there, a lot of these cracked out convention-people were there. so, i hung out in the hotel bar with some of the "independent contractors". my favorite was a trashy girl named shawna (of course). she was decked out in her evening-wear, which looked like a $40 red prom dress. she is a distributor of said water....it was like some freaky cult. this group was a bunch of absolute mental patients. i was fascinated.
on the flight home, i again realized how much i hate most people. i was stuck on the plane with a herd of 12 year old girls....they were in some gymnastics thing i guess. i literally was surrounded by lexi, hallie, sam, and some other clones. it was so annoying. they would NOT shut up the entire flight. i tried to keep my mouth shut, but i had to say something a couple of times because they were pissing me off so much.
so....we land at reagan, and taxi to the gate. the second we hit the gate, im up and haul ass down like 7 rows before people even start getting out of their seats. then, everyone gets up, so of course i have to wait while people get their bags and stuff. at which point some cunty woman who was clearly the creator of one of those little gymnasto-bitches says "i wish people would wait their turn to try to get off the plane", referring to me. so, i look at her and say a little too loudly, "um, i've been stuck with those goddamned girls for 3 hours, and i'm getting off this plane as fast as i can!!!!" well, everyone looks at me like i'm satan or something. so i bust off the plane, get to baggage claim and wait for my stuff so i can leave.
of course there was a delay with the luggage and i had to stand there and wait 20 minutes while all the parents glared at me. it was such a typical moment for me......yet again i have to deal with someones stupid ass kids, but i'm the bad guy. bastards.
i hate you DC gymnasto-bitches. and i hate your stupid parents too.
isn't it hard to believe im single?
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Is it time for a refill on The Car Daddy's Xanax prescription?
dear, that was my reaction after taking xanax. i would have strangled those little hussies had i been sober on the plane.
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