Why is it that people insist on telling me this? It’s not news to me. Thank you for telling me, now fuck off.

I’m sitting around in the airport at New Orleans waiting for four hours for my flight (my employer must have a warped sense of humor, they always schedule the first flight of the day or the last flight of the evening)…. anyway, I digress. I’m sitting in the airport, reading the 9/11 Commission Report and I get tired. So, I close up the book, and lean my head back against the post behind my chair and… well, the next thing I know, they’re making the pre-boarding announcements. Great! I gather my things, and get on the plane when they call for first class….

I’m now sitting on the plane, when this lady and her husband spot me and she says, rather loudly, “Oh, I hope you won’t fall asleep and snore on the flight. We were watching you in the terminal and you were pretty loud!”, as they make their way to the seats directly behind me… and her husband makes some comment about the 9/11 Commission Report should be more interesting. I mumbled something back and laughed… but secretly I’m pissed. It’s none of her business if I decide to fall asleep on the plane and snore. I’m sure her tub of a husband snores every night, how is it any different on the plane with my snoring? It’s not like I’m going to knock a hole in the side of the plane or anything.

How rude. If you have something to say about someone’s shortcomings, or health issues… keep your trap shut.

To be nice to those around me (mostly the nice guy sitting next to me who looked like he was going to make some smart-ass comment back to the rude woman), I decided to stay awake…. although, I think I did doze off during our descent into Atlanta…. but I must not have snored, because Ms. Rude didn’t have anything to say.

Speaking of airplanes, why is it that everyone forgets their manners when the plane pulls up to the gate…. People just stand there like cattle waiting for the door to open… they don’t offer to get the HELL out of the aisle so someone else can stand up and get THEIR luggage out of the overhead compartments. If I’m first in the aisle, I move for people, or, if I can’t move, offer to their stuff for them. (ie: this flight, I got the window seat guy’s jacket and briefcase out of the overhead bin for him) because the jackass from across the aisle would barely move.

Sigh, if more people would use their heads for something other than a hatrack, this world might just be a better place….

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