This girl across from me, diagonally, had a bizarre case of the fidgets. At one point, she had woven her legs into a pretzel underneath her before doing a half-ass foot ride, albeit on her own seat, before crossing her legs and swinging one in the space between me and the lady across from me.
It was ALL. KINDS. OF. ANNOYING.
I wanted to punch her. But I didn't. Because I don't like jail.
3 comments:
You needed to ask her if she needed the bathroom and give her directions to get there.
Maybe she had to pee...just sayin
Once I had to make #2 something fierce. So I asked the lady beside me to watch my backperson while I sought sweet relief. Worked like a charm.
Guess this girl is just too princess and needed to wait to do her tinkle at home.
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