Everybody Poops

So its been a few days since I last posted and I was trying to figure out what stories to tell this time around that would be of any interest to someone reading but also somewhat humerous as well lol Anyways I just finished reading my best friends blog and wouldn't you know it, its about pooping and her daughters success and unsuccess at doing number 2 haha Anyways it gave me an idea of what to write about. Oh yeah and by the way im in a tropical location right now as I type this......lovin the job haha

Anyways so were flyin to this tropical location and this old bitty of a bag and her husband get on and they are sitting two isles opposite each other cause apparently he can't even stand her. There happen to be a baby sitting in the row behind as well. Ill back it up a bit....I was lead on the flight and my job is to stand at the front door and check boarding passes and greet people as they come on board (no were not looking at your seat number when im looking at your boarding passes so stop telling me "oh im in 6A" cause I dont' give a fuck...but thats another blog alltogether ha). So anyways she comes on and I say "Hello there how are you today" with no responce from her or even eye contact. So incase she didn't hear me I say a bit louder and pretty much in her ear "Hello there welcome on board" to which she shoots me a look like I just said "Who Farted". So half way thru the flight the baby behind her shits hits diaper and needs a changing. Remember folks we all poop and you were a baby once too who shat their pants and it didn't smell pretty. So the call button goes off and its the baby momma and she just wants a bag to go change the bum and tie the diaper off in the bag and dispose of it properly. It smelt really bad but when your in a presurized tube hurdlin thru the air out over the pacific ocean, there isn't many places you can go to escape the smell. It takes about 2 mins for the cabin to recirculate the air and make it all go away so suck it up for that time and you'll be fine. So im sitting up in the front gally and this old bag gets enough strength to come up to the front and in her hoity toity voice says something like, "That baby behind me smells, are their no other seats you can move me to?" I wanted to tell her to shit down shut the fuck up and don't be such a bag but no I digress and told her "Yes im aware and she's going to change it right now" Then she went on to tell me that her husband had to sit next to a baby once for 4 hours and it cried the whole way. Ive been flying for 3 years now and ive never met a baby who could cry soldid for 4 hours without stopping.

None the less this lady expected me to do something about it and I just stared back at her till she went to sit down and realize that im not doing a single thing. ITS BABY......THE POOP..........DEAL WITH IT. *Breath* haha