And when Mommy saw me in the aisle attempting to wedge my ass into some semblance of comfort in the shiat seat I had been provided, she perkily chimed up with, "Hi, I'm in the corner."
So I countered with the only thing I could come up with after a day of being pummelled by the tragedy that is air travel in this country:
"No one puts baby in the corner."
Yup, a Patrick Fucking Swayze line actually came out of my mouth.
So I've decided to let go my anger.
Unicef sent me this while I was gone, I had only one response.
Oh, sure, they probably don't actually figure people are going to check the boxes and send it back to them. Maybe someone in their direct mail department will get a little chuckle out of this.
From now on, I only donate to cheerleader car washes.