So I had this weird dream today and I decided it could be a good post and I set out writing it.
I was traveling in this airplane, where everything was calm and quiet. Everyone was so happy and talking but I felt as if no one was talking to me. It was like everyone was talking to every other person in the world but not me. I thought that they were doing it on purpose and I said that I must not give in to circumstance. Not matter what happens, I will not start conversation.
The next moment this air hostess shows up and asks me what I would like to have. I was still feeling left out and I asked her what did she have at that point.
She said: "Oh we have Rat poison, potassium cyanide and morphine and anesthesia and ..."
My first reaction was she has all the freaking stuff besides the one that I want. I want phosphorus! It kind of fueled the feeling that no one was talking to me although she was going on chattering. At last I asked her to go because she did not have what I wanted. There was this man who was sitting beside me and he was working on his new MacBook some model. He seemed to be extremely creative and attractive but I did not wanted anyone to see that I was looking at him because he was not talking to me. At one time the guy just passed out and his head rolled over on the other side where the window was and I looked towards it I saw immediately why he fainted. We were in space! At that point the pilot announced that he had made a mistake and that he had missed the altitude where he should have stopped going higher, and so he could not stop going higher.
I realized that a bunch of other guys also passed out and it came to me that why did not I faint? My brain immediately answered me and said that in my childhood, I had six months of astronaut training before NASA rejected me so technically I know enough to survive in space. I decided that our pilot needed help and I undid my seat belt and walked the aisle to the cockpit and I asked the pilot if he needed help.
The pilot answered affirmatively. He said that the cockpit was making noises as it was a pit in the chicken (cock) and we were scared to death. He said that if I gave some dehydrated food to the chicken, it would get in his stomach and swell and that would knock him out. So I grabbed this packet of dehydrated chicken food and opened that cockpit door and flung it out or in as I say it then and closed the door immediately. The pilot said that we were now safe to land and as soon as we landed the security general of the UN came and congratulated me on saving around fifty lives. They gave me a compensation of $50,000 and I lived happily ever after.
I was traveling in this airplane, where everything was calm and quiet. Everyone was so happy and talking but I felt as if no one was talking to me. It was like everyone was talking to every other person in the world but not me. I thought that they were doing it on purpose and I said that I must not give in to circumstance. Not matter what happens, I will not start conversation.
The next moment this air hostess shows up and asks me what I would like to have. I was still feeling left out and I asked her what did she have at that point.
She said: "Oh we have Rat poison, potassium cyanide and morphine and anesthesia and ..."
My first reaction was she has all the freaking stuff besides the one that I want. I want phosphorus! It kind of fueled the feeling that no one was talking to me although she was going on chattering. At last I asked her to go because she did not have what I wanted. There was this man who was sitting beside me and he was working on his new MacBook some model. He seemed to be extremely creative and attractive but I did not wanted anyone to see that I was looking at him because he was not talking to me. At one time the guy just passed out and his head rolled over on the other side where the window was and I looked towards it I saw immediately why he fainted. We were in space! At that point the pilot announced that he had made a mistake and that he had missed the altitude where he should have stopped going higher, and so he could not stop going higher.
I realized that a bunch of other guys also passed out and it came to me that why did not I faint? My brain immediately answered me and said that in my childhood, I had six months of astronaut training before NASA rejected me so technically I know enough to survive in space. I decided that our pilot needed help and I undid my seat belt and walked the aisle to the cockpit and I asked the pilot if he needed help.
The pilot answered affirmatively. He said that the cockpit was making noises as it was a pit in the chicken (cock) and we were scared to death. He said that if I gave some dehydrated food to the chicken, it would get in his stomach and swell and that would knock him out. So I grabbed this packet of dehydrated chicken food and opened that cockpit door and flung it out or in as I say it then and closed the door immediately. The pilot said that we were now safe to land and as soon as we landed the security general of the UN came and congratulated me on saving around fifty lives. They gave me a compensation of $50,000 and I lived happily ever after.
whaaahahahaa...it really is wierd...but narration is as good as ever!
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