Well, welcome back to reality.
My worst
nightmare came true on our flight home. It was an eight hour flight from
Frankfurt to Toronto. I had just settled in, when a drunken sloth with terrible
body odor sat next to me. A more annoying cretin you could not imagine in your
worst nightmares. For some reason, that only his demented mind could imagine,
he thought I would be his best friend during the flight. He kept putting his
stinking breath in my face in an attempt to get my attention. After twice politely
telling him to stop annoying me, I lost it and told him to F*Off. That worked
for about an hour.
During this
time, he kept whistling and snapping his fingers at the flight attendants for
more beer. I don’t blame them for cutting him off. Unfortunately, as the alcohol
kicked in it got worse.
For some
stupid reason, he started flaying his arms around and came close to elbowing me
in the head twice. On his third time, I grabbed his elbow and told him, in no
uncertain terms, that if he touched me there would be serious consequences. He apologized
like most drunken assholes do when they play the victim. Thank God he passed out
shortly thereafter.
I give high
marks to the Lufthansa crew. They handled it with upmost professionalism, although
I’m sure they wanted to strangle the idiot.
There will three more posts to come. One is a collection of random notes that I made during the vacation, there will be overall review and links to photo albums.

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