Monday, 7 March 2016

My flight back to Melbs was two hours late. However zero fucks were given by me as:

  1. I had spent the afternoon having a massage and reflexology, as a thank you present from the bride's family;
  2. I was at the aforementioned family's house drinking $200 champagne when I received the "plane's delayed" text message;
  3. Their house is a five minute drive from the airport so I could just keep drinking a while longer;
  4. Adelaide airport on a Monday night is DEAD, so it took me three minutes to get through security; and
  5. Adelaide airport is TINY, so it took me another two minutes to get to my gate.

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