My Snack Stash by Ian Seckington

So I flew in from Northern California and I had to take two planes to get here. Everyone can agree that airplane food is not great and they give you hardly any so whats even the point. So of course I brought a whole lot of snacks to eat on the plane. Some time in the middle of the first plane ride, one of the flight attendants comes up to my seat and says, "Sir your seat is very special and you get a choice of a meal and two snack and hands me a mini airplane menu." I thought I just had a normal seat like who rides in economy and gets special meals, like the lady sitting next to me didn't get nothin. Anyways I went with it because who wouldn't. Free food right? So I go ahead and have a little cheese and cracker platter with fruit, and I pick out my two snacks, Twizzlers and Kit-Kat. Well of course I expected a little fun sized Kit-Kat and a couple Twizzlers. No! I got a king sized Kit-Kat and a whole half pound of Twizzlers! So then I was loaded on snacks. My plane rides were shorter than I expected and so I didn't eat any of the snacks. It's currently Tuesday of week & and I still haven t run out of snacks and I've been slowly chipping away at them. The Kit-Kat bar melted and so I decided to put it in the freezer because frozen chocolate is the best, but I didn't want anyone to steal it so I put my hat over it. My cabin mate goes, "Oh good idea, putting your hat in the freezer" and proceeds to keep his hat in the freezer the rest of the week to keep it cold. I was cracking up.