I Hate these People

Those that put their seats all the way back on a plane. It’s like, seriously chief? I know I look like a million bucks, but I’m hardly a millionaire. I’m barely a hundred-aire.

I don’t sit in first class. I can’t even afford to stand in it. The person in front of me can’t either. That’s why they’re here- sitting in cramped quarters, 30,000 feet in the air, waiting to be thrown peanuts.

They know what it do to their comfort level if they’re coach counterpart in front of them lounged out like the air-cabin was some beachfront cabana. It would destroy it. Why then do they feel it’s OK to encroach on other people’s territory, namely mine.

I was on a plane coming back from Florida this past weekend. I was leaning forward and the jack*** in front of me put their seat back as fast as we took off- it missed my head by an inch.

One time this guy put his chair all the way back so I crossed my legs. I don’t like crossing my legs, but I liked how it pushed up against the back of his seat. He turned around and gave me a look. But I didn’t budge- in fact, I repositioned myself to push up against his chair again.

“Do you mind,” he asks.

“What,” I asked.

“You’re pushing up against my chair.”

“I have my legs crossed. If you don’t like it- move your chair up.”

“I’m allowed to have my chair back.” Great- another American enforcing his God-given, made-up, in flight right.

“I’m allowed to have my legs crossed.” If he can have made-up rights, so can I.

“This is my space.”

“Your space is in my seat?!”

He turned around and moved his chair up. And everyone in our section saw me break him. It was the best part of my trip. Thank you for reading. You are now free to move about the cabin.


To Infinity and Beyond, indeed.

“Patients Get Bottles, Cell Phones, Buzz Lightyear Stuck Inside.”Image

“Ask a handful of emergency medicine specialists about cases like these, and you’ll get a cascade of stories about patients with strange objects ingested or inserted in unlikely places. Vegetables, light bulbs, tools, even cell phones and reading glasses have wound up illuminated on x-rays or described on medical charts in U.S. emergency departments.”

Someone told me…

they didn’t “get” yesterday’s post.  “Complete Idiot’s Guide to Adoption.”  Fair enough.  Well, If you’re a complete idiot, perhaps raising children is not for you.  That was all I meant.

Early Alzheimers and Facebook

“Looking at my newsfeed and not having any idea who you are or how I’m FB friends with some of you is probably what alzheimer’s feels like,” I bellowed out via status update today.  I went down by one friend. 

You are Entering a No Vest Zone

Based on the interaction I just had with this guy I am instituting a personal boycott of vest wearing unless I want to pretend that getting a Master’s in Teaching as soon as I finished my undergrad gives me a sense of superiority.