I take transatlantic flights so a bathroom is a must. I have a hack though if youāre ever stuck, or one of your traveling party is stuck, like a small child who canāt figure out the lock and needs help from the outside, you lift up the little metal latch cover looking thing right above the lock/unlock sign, thereās a slide that enables you to lock/unlock the door from the outside. Thatās how the flight attendants lock them.
Embarrassing for sure, but public humiliation is a small price to pay for understanding the early developmental years of your locally harvested beets and kale.
Only way to escape with dignity would be to exit the door (once itās opened) with both arms in the air and fist pumping! Maybe chant āUSA! USA!!!ā for flavor.
This is the exact reason that I donāt trust myself to use an airplane bathroom. Great piece!
I take transatlantic flights so a bathroom is a must. I have a hack though if youāre ever stuck, or one of your traveling party is stuck, like a small child who canāt figure out the lock and needs help from the outside, you lift up the little metal latch cover looking thing right above the lock/unlock sign, thereās a slide that enables you to lock/unlock the door from the outside. Thatās how the flight attendants lock them.
Embarrassing for sure, but public humiliation is a small price to pay for understanding the early developmental years of your locally harvested beets and kale.
Okay this sounds like the horror category and needs a trigger warning
so funny - thank you for the laugh
Girl, itās tough to be you! Love your hilarious take on lifeās disasters.
"...or the impressive size of someone's zucchini."
40 years of discipline I don't have not to "go there." Great story!
This is something that would happen to me. And why I have a certain... hatred for all bathroom locks which are not a simple door latch.
My day kinda sucked today. Thank you for making it brighter. š„°
Only way to escape with dignity would be to exit the door (once itās opened) with both arms in the air and fist pumping! Maybe chant āUSA! USA!!!ā for flavor.
Now I'm gonna have porta-paranoia every time that door slams.
Honestly, Michelle, you could only write headlines and I would be the most loyal reader ever. This is hysterical as always!
I'm crying. My nightmare. Even worse than the time I got trapped, naked, in a spray tan machine.