‘Having recently travelled to Italy and back, and being largely bored on my flight, I got to looking around the cabin and realising that I see the same people on every flight; irrespective of class, duration or carrier…’
The Uncontrollable Child:
The Stiletto Wearing Bleached Blondes:
‘I can think of little worse that hanging around the airport lounge in a strappy dress and heels waiting to walk up those metal plane stairs, where it’ll almost definitely be windy enough to throw my dress up round my neck and show people my tan lines. Or lack of, if it’s the outward leg…’
|Who has this much time? I’m doing well if I wash my hair before heading to the airport.|
The Arm Rest Hogger:
‘All passengers should claim the armrest to their left, or right, leaving the person at the window or aisle with the fabulously thrilling prospect of being able to lay both elbows down without fear of repercussion…’
|Yeah, I’m just gonna stretch riiiiiiiiight out here beside you and invade your personal space, strange human I’ve never met before.|
The Quiet, No Toileters:
· * It’s not more than a few feet away; I’m at the end of an aisle, and the toilet is vacant.
· * I have a urinary tract infection.
|Even if I knew the plane bathroom looked like this, I still wouldn’t go.|