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　　I couldn't tell what sucked more...

　　Being drenched in panic pudding at a cruising altitude of 36,000 feet or how many people liked seeing me that way.

　　Everything okay in there?

　　Not really.

　　My new boyfriend is someone else's husband.

　　I barfed all over my Louboutins.

　　The plane is full of my coworkers.

　　And now I'm stranded in here, naked and afraid.

　　Ma'am, I'm afraid I'm gonna need you to vacate the lav.

　　Okay. I'll vacate your lav, but can you at least grab me an extra stewardess outfit?

　　I probably wouldn't do the little lady tie, but the skirt, yes, and the button-down, certainly.

　　Why not? Sure...the vest.

　　Ma'am, this is not a department store.

　　There are no extra outfits.

　　Carol-June, straight up, now, tell me...

　　What would you do if you were me?

　　I'd keep doing what you're doing.

　　I mean, is this cardio barre or pilates?

　　You look fantastic.

　　Thank you. But what if you didn't want to show this off?

　　It's amazing what you can do with three inflight blankets tied sarongstyle.

　　I'd spent years laughing...at stupid idiots on the Internet.

　　And now that stupid idiot was me.

　　Hold the elevator! Hold!