I normally hold off as long as possible on a plane. I am just not a huge fan of those tiny bathrooms. Add to that the fact that I can no longer stand to pee due to my piercing, it’s just not something I do not enjoy.
I had a couple of beers before my plane left this morning (calms the nerves, I say!!). About 3/4 of the way through the flight.. I had to go.. I made my way back to the tiny, tiny little room they call a toilet. I cleaned off the seat with paper towels and such, etc etc.. No sooner did I sit down then we hit some turbulence. And when I say hit.. I mean hit.. I smacked my head against the wall pretty hard, and half a second after that the bloody door flew open. And there I was pants to my ankles, and eye to eye with one of the stewardesses. Not one of the greatest moments in my life. I grabbed for the door as quick as I could, finished my bizzness, cleaned up then headed back to my seat with a slightly tender spot on my head. I did not make eye contact with that lady the rest of the trip. Stupid dump broken toilet door!
I really, really hate to travel.
