thought of the day 2009 12 14 - Exit rows

Whenever I travel, I feel special when I get picked for the exit rows. Some people look at it as extra responsibility. I prefer to think of it as extra leg room. Plus every time they run through that little speech about checking the door then lifting it and throwing it out of the plane, I ask if I can practice and I really hope that one day, they'll let me.

But it's like winning the lottery. In the event that the plane goes down, fuck you guys I'm out of there first. In a crisis situation, I'm out that door as soon as I can and women and children second.