5:05AM, SNA
I was waiting in line at McCrap’s to purchase my breakfast. As the friendly slaves of McCrap’s were busy trying to get it open for early morning travelers, the old lady at the front of the line was getting inpatient. The conversations goes like this:
Obnoxious Old Lady: Hello! Hellooooo! I don’t want to miss my flight!!!! (Fortunately the earliest flight typically takes off at 6:15AM, so she’s got plenty of time)
McCrap Slave: Sorry madam. We are not opened yet.
Obnoxious Old Lady to Manager Looking Lady: I just want a McRubber! Blah blah blah…(turns around, more blah blah blah)
McCrap Manager: Just 10 minutes Madam.
Obnoxious Old Lady Talking Out Loud: Blah blah blah…I have back pain, neck pain…blah blah…and whatever pain…and I have diabetes…blah blah…My daughter doesn’t care about me…blah blah blah…I’ll never take a morning flight…Blah blah blah blah blah…
Fellow Travelers: WTF!?!?!?!
(McCrap finally opens)
McCrap Slave: How may I help you?
Obnoxious Old Lady: I don’t want to say this twice.
McCrap Slave: Can I take your order please?
Obnoxious Old Lady: I’d like a McRubber…How much is it…and that orange juice…how much is it?
While she’s being served, Obnoxious Old Lady: Blah blah blah…I have back pain, neck pain…and I have diabetes…(more rant about her daughter)….
Lady waiting in line right next to me rolls eyes: I hope she’s not on any of our flight…
30 minutes later, Obnoxious Old Lady sitting one row in front of me at Gate 3: Blah blah blah blah…I am gonna ask her (gate agent) how long the wait is…
It’s gonna be a long flight…
