click click. out the bathroom.
head hurts so the bastard goes to the stewardess…er…bald guy who is my flight attendant
"oh it's you again", he says. I figger it's his way of being charming.
"yeah… I'm back".
"what can I get you?"
"a cup of coffee and a water?"
"uh cuppa caufee an uh waddah"
well here's the impasse.
it's kind of offensive as I find everyone's best new Yorker impersonation actually sucks cock but the man did move me to a window seat, and this airline provides me with all the free drinkers I want.
besides, my boss is from southham and I'm sure he's gonna crack me in the jaw if I say, "innit" one too many times.
then again, we talk about chavs all the time so I guess it's okay provided I don't take it the wrong way when he takes the piss outta me on the regular.
that's a story of its own.
today's vocabulary word is "clipping"