Secret Rider

I was late. The kids were screaming all nite, and the god damn sales meeting was a total fucking blow out. Oh well, time to just get on a plane and catch some shut eye.

I guess you could say I had something to look forward to, being that I'd never been to the twin cities. It was for work and all but you bet your ass I was gonna take some "me" time.
Anyway, the plane took off as it usually does. I settled into my seat and was about to holler at the flight attendant for a pillow, when all the sudden the plane started shaking violently.
It dove down, climbed upward, moved sideways and every other which way. I was beyond frightened. I thought of my kids and my wife. I was sure this was the end, when all the sudden the pilot came over the speaker and in a monotone voice announced he was just practicing some maneuvers to show off to the co-pilot. I thought to myself: That motherfucker's got some sack on him.