Like an abused women who just got flowers delivered to the office, I am thinking of taking Lufthansa back.

I mean, they really do love me. They are sorry and promised that it would never happen again.




See!! They sent this table fussball set with real polished metal players. Plus! a bottle of wine with the World Cup logo as a label. Auuuwwww!! Aren't they so sweet!? See, they really were listening to me when I was talking. I swore I thought I could tell that when I started my speech on my love of soccer that I heard the volume on the TV go up and I swear I smelled farts which usually is Lufthansa's way of hinting that they aren't listening. I thought I said I liked beer when I watch soccer... ? but wine is good too and really I just feel so touched that they acknowledged their deep, true and yes... passionate love for me. I always knew that the more they abused me, the more it means they truly love me. They are just trying to help me be a better passenger and not mess up so much.

I didn't mean it when I said I was walking away forever and this would be the last time they could abuse me like this. I didn't mean it. I need Lufthansa! I would be nothing without them.

If I'm being really honest, I deserved the treatment that I got from Lufthansa. I am the disgusting excuse for a passenger who got sick in the sink, shit my pants and basically let them down again. There are thousands of other passengers out there who are better than me and I should just thank my lucky stars that Luftansa chose me to abuse. And then apologized through gift. I am the luckiest frequent flier in the world. I only wish I felt like I deserved it.