
Every time a big play was made, those 6 jerks would scream and hoot and clap as loudly as they could. Every time, that ruckus would wake up and/or scare at least 2 of the 3 sleeping babies that were within a row of my seat, and they'd start crying. A freakin' lovely flight this was.
It got so bad, I asked a steward how much I'd have to bribe him for him to spill a cup of hot coffee in the laps of each of these screaming fans as he refilled their drinks. Much to my relief, the steward approached the cluster of screaming jackasses and told them that if they screamed again, he'd have police waiting for them upon landing. As you can imagine, it got a little quieter after that.
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