After approximately eight hours of listlessly applying pressure to my tailbone on an uncomfortable coach seat in 36,000-foot purgatory, Ive decided enough is enough and that I need to rant about this hellacious flight before something unfortunate happens to my mental health. First, the seats. Sitting on them is like having a slow barbeque on my tailbone. Every few minutes I need to sort of physically lift myself halfway up my seat and clench/unclench my glutes in hopes of being able to use them after this flight. It feels like Im eight years old again, and Ive been caught doing something stupid and Dad has roasted my butt with a series of well-deserved slaps that I remember always left my backside positively glowing. Have I mentioned that these seats are extremely uncomfortable? Then theres the fact that my bladder is on overdrive and I have a window seat, so everytime I need to go I have interrupt the white guy next to me with the fantastically long beard (it has curlicues!) watching a movie and ask him if he could move over, because theres hardly enough room for an amoeba to squeeze through in coach. Repeat three or four times, and you have one very reluctant, full-bladdered Korean and a hell of an irritated white guy. Because of the aforementioned window seat, Im very loathe to drink, so Ive denied the cute flight attendant who wants to give me orange juice three times in a row, and shes talking to her co-workers like theres something wrong with me. To make things worse, Im trying to sleep, but the incessant engine roars, the scattershot movies blaring around me, and the fact that some nonsensical and inconsiderate person always, ALWAYS opens the airplane window and blasts me with unwelcome light has not made this an easy task. Add all this to the fact that I am SO excited for Korea and this plane feels like hell. Hell. The food, at least, was decent. Im always very thankful that I get enough food, and it is a blessing to have calories when most of the world cant get enough. So no complaints there :) Anyway, it sounds like I am complaining a lot here but I really am grateful to be on this flight. Its not the most comfortable transport to my new life, but it gets the job done. Cant wait to see my dad, and my new friends, and my new college. I feel so happy all of a sudden. But yeah, these complaints were sort of accruing in all sorts of psychologically unsound and dangerous ways in my mind, so I decided to let them out on my laptop. Ill post this on Facebook so you all can have a laugh, I hope. Its still uncomfortable as stratosphere transportation can be, my neck and tailbone are aching from this seat, and I am about to explode with anticipation and frustration, but itll work out. Patience is a virtue, and Im having it grinded onto my existence.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 13:18:35 +0000
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