The milestones of Skipping in my life:
The early years: My Dad and I would skip everywhere. He must have looked like a fool or the cutest Dad in the world. 448 more words
Part of the joys of having a wicked employee flight discount is that you get whatever shitty remaining seat is left on the aircraft.
Now I don’t want this to be misconstrued as “Oh poor privileged airline employee has a bad seat waa waa waa”, but… well yeah… I had a bad seat. 199 more words