You know your travel nemesis/the Princess of flight 2055?
The girl who is usually about your age, but:
-acts like she’s the only person to ever own a cell phone and has loud, pacing conversations on it at your gate
-crowds the boarding door even though she’s seated in Zone 6, then sighs heavily when you politely try to get past her when they call your zone
-Tries to cut the line for the bathroom
-Elbows her way to the mouth of the baggage claim
-Is nowhere as cute as she thinks she is?
Yeah, I almost flicked that bitch tonight.
This was a very cathartic post.
