2muchplastic
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- Sep 30, 2008
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Poor lady!
We just don't know her situation and why she needed to go to the toilet at that particular time? Maybe she just couldn't hold it any longer and just had to go - and when you have to go, you have to go.
Or it was, as has already been mentioned, she's <ahem> part way through and unable to stop.
I'm sure that's happened to all of us on here. You've waited half the flight for the meal to be served, the trays to be collected, the trolley to finally get out of your way, and then you decide you REALLY need to let out the five Crownies and QP party pies. Nothing will stop you. No-one will stand between you and that tiny cubicle. You toss small children out of the way that dare to stand in your path. You park yourself and BONG! the seatbelt sign goes on.:shock:
I see this story and think "there but for the grace of <<insert appropriate deity/flying spaghetti monster/other subject of non-denominational belief structure here>> go I".
And so yes, I do have more than just a bit sympathy. The one time in a million where the loss of dignity would have prevented a life changing event.