The plane is also a great little transition here because the plane is a place where a lot of people have pet peeves, and in fact, I want to roll down a whole bunch of them.

The men's room top ten! The minstrum top ten!

Ten or more pet peeves that are simply the worst.

This pet peeve ever happened to you? Walked into a highfalutin, hoity-toity

establishment not so long ago to wet my whistle. I must have been in there for three or four

good belts when this arrogant bartender walks up to me, slides my card across the bar top and tells me,

my money's no good here.

How dare you?

Then he went on to insult me further by telling me my card was declined.

Fine, I told him.

You and your kind will never see me in here again.

Okay.

What in the hell is he talking about?

I have no idea.

I didn't think he just wanted to rant for a second.

Well, if his card is declined, they're not going to serve you.

I think that's the whole thing, dude.

It sounds like you just don't have a debit card on backup for your checking account or an extract.

I don't know, like Discover card you forgot from college?

Nothing, no cash.

Not even a Nordic card.

Your Laskan Airlines or something.

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