Come fly with me
(What does it say about that this is my THIRD post already???)

A friend of my mum's was flying home from a holiday in Mexico. As the plane took off Monteczuma's revenge struck and he staggered to the loos - or rather "loo" as there was only one. He sat himself down and quickly realised that he would be spending a LOT of time in there. He then realised that if he left the loo he might need to queue to get back in and that his digestive system would not survive the wait.

So he stayed on the bog.

For the whole flight. It was a loooooooooong flight.

There he sat, despite the polite knocking, then pleading, then shouting, then hammering that came from the other side of the door.

He claims, towards the end, he heard quiet sobbing, too.
( calgacus Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 13:10, Reply)