Biggest Annoyances on Planes/At Airports

[ToffeeTim]

The diabolical standard of German food

 

[Soap]

Crashing.

And lack of leg room. I am 6ft 4" so long haul is a nasty experience

 

[Bluerover]

Four and a half hours sitting behind the "right on" family with two spoilt brats and a (roughly) 15 month old daughter who was clearly teething and in agony.

No soother, no Calpol, just four and a half hours of screeching from the poor little one as right on Mum and Dad took turns to jig the child up and down.

I couldn't have a drink ad I was driving on arrival.

Totally self-centred assholes who never made any attempt to ease the kid's pain or think about fellow passengers.

 

[SerenityNigh]

I was on a flight from Dublin to Boston recently. Ended up sat right in the middle of a group of (I would guess) 16-17-year-old high school students returning from a tour of Europe (for my sins).

17-year-old rich American teenagers these days make Donald Trump seem clever and urbane. There was only so much my earbuds could do.

Anyhow, these kids were flying back from Germany, and were complaining the whole time about how weird and backwards Europe was (some of the menus don't even have English!), and how happy they were to be leaving the third world and going back to modern, civilised America, where everything worked properly (apparently some hadn't realized that their phone chargers wouldn't work in Europe without a special plug, a crime more heinous than even the holocaust).

Of course, upon arriving at Logan, the entire entry hall was crammed with arriving passengers waiting to have their passports checked. Literally multiple thousands of people. And there were 12 customs officers for the entire hall. The lineups went so far back that we couldn't even get off the plane for 45 minutes, and the queue began to form immediately at the end of the jet bridge.

The children absolutely lost it. They all took out their phones and called their parents to complain (MY DAD'S A LAWYER WAIT UNTIL HE FINDS OUT ABOUT THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). They just could not accept that they wouldn't all be allowed to somehow bypass the queue. Some of them had 30 minute tantrums. "Welcome to America, children," I thought to myself and smiled. The cognitive dissonance was hilarious, and so satisfying, and I clearly wasn't the only one who noticed.

At least, spending the whole night in the airport after missing my train by four hours, I had my schadenfreude for comfort.

That's why a lot of pilots prefer flying boxes. And they never complain if you hit some bumpy sky.