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17 February 2006

FUCK I am stuck at LaGuardia (and have been for a few hours) and the ONLY empty seat is opposite this OBNOXIOUS fucking girl screeching on her cell phone. SAVE ME.

post by: gaspode at: 20:19 | 20 comments

If she is talking that loud, I'm pretty sure you're allowed to join in the conversation. Start asking her for clarification. "WHO are you talking about? I don't know him. Who are you talking to? I don't know her. Ask her who won the Olympics!"

posted by jrossi4r 17 February | 20:25

Grab her cellphone and beat her about the head with it. Problem solved!

posted by killdevil 17 February | 20:25

Uh oh! Aren't you supposed to be here in Atlanta about now? :(

posted by BoringPostcards 17 February | 20:28

Also, LaGuardia is an awful place to be stuck. I feel your pain.

posted by killdevil 17 February | 20:28

Also, Fiorello La Guardia was an awful man.

posted by killdevil 17 February | 20:30

My flight has been delayed by 3 hours, BP. I'll still make it down tonight (early am probably).

She's gone! Woo! But I can tell you that she and her fiance are looking for houses in Chicago. He is interviewing for grad schools, she for business schools. She has an awful voice and a huge rock on her finger.

the walls of the concourse are institution green. kind of like green runny diarrhea.

it's this desperation that leads me to shell out cold hard cash (i am a cheapass motherfucker) for a wireless connection.

posted by gaspode 17 February | 20:35

arrgghhh my flight is supposed to be coming in from newport news VA and hasn't taken off yet! gah! I won't be leaving until 11ish. :(

posted by gaspode 17 February | 20:36

Doncha love the arbitrariness of air travel? You consign yourself to the airlines and leave your freedom of action at the gate.

It's bothersome. For awhile I commuted from NYC to Boston every week, and I know LaGuardia well.

posted by killdevil 17 February | 20:38

killdevil, I would have been driven stark raving nuts in about three weeks of that.

posted by gaspode 17 February | 20:40

I truly believe that the route to hell involves a layover at La Guardia of inifinity-1 days.

posted by birdherder 17 February | 20:40

Argh... good luck, gaspode. We'll be sure to take you somewhere where they serve COFFEE tomorrow.

posted by BoringPostcards 17 February | 20:42

if I'm not my usual charming and vivacious self... you will know why.

posted by gaspode 17 February | 20:46

come to IRC, where we can share our pain via text messages in real time.

posted by killdevil 17 February | 20:48

woo good call

posted by gaspode 17 February | 20:52

Do you want to listen to music? Are you interested? If so how about some country?

posted by Cryptical Envelopment 17 February | 21:04

and now my battery is about to die. gah.

posted by gaspode 17 February | 21:23

Here, gaspode, you can show your nearby neighbours this personal message from me. Ensure they understand that you are merely the messenger, and that I am solely responsible for the following content:

Hey, you! Yah, you! SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!

kthxbye.

posted by Five Fresh Fish 17 February | 21:27

Tell her Chicago don't want her.

posted by eamondaly 17 February | 22:00

Bicycle spoke. Insert in the underarm area (preferably on the left side) to avoid ribs and puncture heart. Retract and dispose of the bicycle spoke. Minimal blood, looks like a heart attack on casual inspection.

The skewer from a corndog can also work in a pinch.

Small print: if the person is severaly overweight, you'll need something longer or approach from the 4/5th rib, at an upward angle.

posted by porpoise 17 February | 23:04

"For awhile I commuted from NYC to Boston every week" pfft! Try Detroit to LA every week.

posted by arse_hat 18 February | 01:56

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