It’s pass eleven o’clock at night. I haven’t had dinner yet. Our flight is delayed. I’m so tired. I’m going mad.
We’ve been in the airport for almost five hours now. And I still have forty minutes to kill until we can finally board the plane. I honestly want to complain and make taray to the staff right now but then the manager’s really pretty and nice and it makes me feel bad to do so.
Where are the refreshments????