It’s not brown, it’s coral! grin
At least he’s honest.
laughing TMI!
I havn’t flown since I was 14, 12 years ago. This kind of hassle is why I’m scared/unenthusiastic/worried/take as you will to do so now.
Say that after you’ve worked away at a meal for an hour and a half only to have to grow cold when no one’s hungry because they snuck snacks. And that still wouldn’t solve the base problem. The lack of respect the other woman’s showing.
I see his seat’s at a normal angle now.
Well, to be fair, we set fire to York first….
Know the feeling.
Sadly up to date….
How about wishing something like “May the fleas of a thousand camels infest your bikini line”?
It’s not brown, it’s coral! grin