Reflections on the 2009 Olympia Weekend! Part I
On September 22nd 2009 with bags packed and Boarding passes in hand I boarded a Plane at Detroit Metropolitan Airport to wing my way half way across the country to immerse my self in the world of Professional Bodybuilding and and other Fitness Related happenings as a VIP during “Ultimate Nutrition presents Joe Weider’s 2009 Olympia Weekend.”
Manuvering through the airport and the TSA check points went smooth as did the boarding process but the flight which would take me into Denver for a hour layover was racked with turbulence and me trying to find comfort in the tiny seat which definately wasn’t designed for above average size people and definately not a weight trained physique.
As I have a tendency to dehydrate on flights I had prehydrated well but between the tiny seat the turbulence and the shortest seat belt I have ever encountered my bladder urged me to find relief quickly but of course because of the tubulence the seat belt signs were on so I tried my best to wait it out. Until It just wasn’t going to be a feasable proposition that I do anything other than get up fortunately I thought anyway I was sitting in the very back row and was only about a foot away from the restroom I looked over my shoulder to see if the restroom was clear and it was so I unbuckled and stood up took one step with my hand on the rest room door and this 20 something flight attendant is in my face pointing at me "The SEAT BELT SIGNS ARE ON!" "It is not reccomended that you move about the cabin and we highly reccomend you do what the captain says!" (I might point out the Captain said nothing to the passengers at this point) I looked at her fairly incredulous that she had the gall to step between me and the restroom but I’m a structured individual and understand rules and such so I remained calm and said "I really dont think I can hold it much longer I need to go in there right now." to which she raised her voice and said "Sanding here arguing with me is going to get you no where!" I calmy said "Well Im waiting for you to give me an instruction as to what you want?" as she was right in my face and (I HAD TO P MY BLADDER WAS ABOUT TO GO VOLCANIC!) With all the indignation as her other statements she says "Well I can’t tell you what to do!" Needless to say I went to P. (Question if she couldn’t tell me what to do then why did she stop me in the first place?) I know cause I was on my way to have a great week and we couldn’t just let my flight be a pleasant part of that experiance now could we?
Once sweet relife was met I settled back into my tiny seat and wethered the bumpy ride into a 50 degree Denver with two inches of snow on the ground to wait for my next flight to Vegas which was far more important than the inconveniance of some flight attendant who wished she had the Captains bars on her shoulders and it’s a lot easier to move on when your bladder is empty anyway!
To be continued………
November 6, 2009 at 6:19 pm
I might have just peed on her right then and there.
"BOOYAH! What now???!!!!??"