Hell is other people - Airplane Arseholes

So the two women next to me on the plane are talking really loudly.

She went to her friend's wedding , you see, and her friend, like, seated her with her mother and asked if it would be OK because, you know, and she was like, Missy, it's YOUR wedding and my problems with my mother are my own and...

I said "Excuse me but I'm really having trouble not hearing your conversation and it's none of my business. Could you please lower your voice so I'm not snooping on your life?"

"Oh that's OK," she said.

Then they whispered something to each other (isn't it funny how they can manage to be quiet if they don't want me to hear something). Then they carried on talking as loud as before.

I'm considering telling them to write a thank you letter to Pfizer, because the Xanax I took just saved their bad mannered little lives.

Hell is other people.

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