Some more culture shock that's got me yearning for the homeland.
First the shower. See the video. But the real story here is that at check-in, I was asked if I wanted a shower OR a bath. I said bath. So I get a room with a bath and not one but TWO showers.
Next, we have watered down juice labeled as juicy water. It's lemon-lime flavor yet they think I need to know how many lemons and limes went into flavoring this. I say if you used more than one lemon and more than one lime for this volume of water, it's clearly either lemonade or limeade at that point, or some kind of lemon lime Arnold Palmer.
I may be recently out as trans-autistic, because I want’t autistic as a kid but my category was merged with autism in 2013, and I'm not usually this autistic about food, but what the hell!! Mentos come lined up already as a disability accommodation for me. I don't know how to eat this.
Someone said “just eat Polos instead” like I can eat a shirt.
Calling air mattresses “blow ups “ will not fly in an airport.
Calling wheelie bins “roll-aways" like I don't know what the purpose of wheels is or like it's in the same category as a “take-away" (aka to-go meals) when it's a trash can.
Stewardesses on Aer Lingus asking if I would like to put my bag in an overhead bin when what they mean is “That is too big and needs to go up here.”
An older man saying “Are you fine with that?” when what he meant is “don't $^$!ing drop your bag on me.”
The fact that you're money has holes in it. Is it cheaper to save the paper like this?
I'm in for a long week.
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