KL1854
[scene] Munich airport.
Side note. Munchen means place of the monks. But there were monks everywhere so why just this one Munchen?
This KLM Embraer E175 feels like a Fokker Friendship. It’s a 2+2 on a tiny scale.
Why then do they allow all these slow-witted fat-arsed physically disabled Americans on board?
It’s painful to be a part of. They should be paying me.
So, yeah, I’m not enjoying it. The Jabbahutty next to me just took 5 minutes to back into her seat – definitely needed the missing beep-beep noises.
She is confused and has questions. But what about? Every fucking flight, ever, is the same.
I’m avoiding eye contact. It’s like some version of intercontinental culture wars. I’m going to win by not engaging.
The solution? Earphones in. ACDC Hell’s Bells at 110%.
