turbulence.

after convincing mom that even though only ONE of us (her) got upgraded, ONE of us should sit up there. who cares if we have to sit next to random, probably not ideal flight companions, SOMEONE should get to enjoy the luxuries. Well I eventually guilted her into letting me sit in first class, since I'll definitely be flying P.C (peasant class) during the mish. NOTE: it's not that I consider those who sit in coach to be peasants, but it's that I feel like a peasant when I sit back there, admiring the monarchy from behind the mesh curtain. 

Anyways...I really had to pee, and as soon as the seatbelt sign when off, everyone of course had the same idea. So I waited and after a couple people had gone I decided that I HAD TO BE NEXT. But when the last gentleman had entered john jr. and I released the clasp on my belt, immediately we hit turbulence. As I clipped my belt back in, I crossed my legs and began picturing the poor fellow who was probably having the worst aim he's ever seen since age three...I think I'll wait the 47 more minutes till our arrival.