Since the dawn of man, all humans have known someone who had a friend who was a flight attendant. Here, now, I am that friend.Sssssssss...
My inflatable mattress has exploded. Now I have to re-inflate it every night before I go to bed. Thing is, the plastic hook that holds the battery door shut on the little auto-inflater machine snapped off the first time I opened it, and so now I'm reduced to lung power. Have you ever blown up a queen-size inflatable mattress? I have, and I've got one word to say about it... hyperventilation coma.
The good news is, I'm trying to go to sleep anyway. And more than half the time I hit the mattress on the way down.
The good news is, I'm trying to go to sleep anyway. And more than half the time I hit the mattress on the way down.
posted by Phil at 9:56 PM
2 Comments:
Is it deflated again when you wake up in the morning?
If you don't wanna spend the money on a new air mattress, you could hit up offices in the area and see if anyone has garbage bags of shredded paper.
Oh, and after reading the subject heading, I was disappointed at your entry's lack of Dirk Benedict.
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