Twitter…
Although I have twitter account, I don’t use it (ergo I am effectively twiter-less). Anyway, I thought I might just write about my horrible, twitter worthy experience on the plane today (I am in Schiphol airport in Amsterdam right now, writing this over an extortionately priced 12 euros per hour Internet connection).
Thank you for your attention, gentle reader, now please let me get to my point. I was sitting in a window seat located at the middle row of the plane, the so-called exit row, which has more leg room for passengers. You see, I was smart and looked out for a seat in exactly that row as I am all about maximum comfort. Unfortunately, I could not foresee that right in the row behind me, four ridiculous human caricatures would be loudly commenting on any random topic, interspersing their drivel with nuggets of poor wit and crude jokes.
Although these folk did not annoy me greatly at first, their incessant verbal attacks on everyone within earshot did get old quite quickly. By the end of the mercifully short (about two hours) flight, I was quite irritated.
Anyway, I would like to thank the hapless and loud fourty-year old band members of KLM flight 1156 from Gothenburg to Amsterdam. They have shown me how ridiculous alcohol makes people act (oh yes, they were high on the finest whiskeys).
If I sound like a bitter old man, it’s because I am. Thanks.
