Charlie will feel much better once he passes out.
From either lack of oxygen or too much hot fart gas. ;)
I never thought of knocking yourself out as a coping mechanism for being a nervous flier. Next thing you know Charlie will be picking a fight with a big guy in row ten, trying to get a blow to the head.
Knocking yourself out to fly is a thing! Ambien zombies aboard planes are real, and they are, at times, the banes of flight attendants’ existences. And now I cannot un-think the recycled hot farts in a plane. Ewww! :(
I unfortunately – Or fortunately, depending on who you talk to – have to self medicate to fly. However, there are no real “dopey” effects, which I am happy about. I very much have all of my faculties when I fly.
I tried the whole go-to-sleep-with-this-magic-pill thing – doesn’t work for me, might as well be skittles.
.. of course skittles would give me a sugar high and that would be annoying at 30,000ft wedged into a cattle-class seat…
I’m an M&Ms guy anyway. ;)
Just found ya yesterday through Adam Huber’s guest strip, really loving it so far, going through from the start ^.^ Plus it’s simply odd the things Charlie and I have in common… heh
Thanks Charlie! I do try to channel the life happenings of all the Charlies in the world for this purpose alone. I’m glad someone noticed.
Early morning flights man. Fart city.