Who likes to people watch?
I definitely do. I love watching people in the coffee shop as the interact and study and I love watching everyone the first week of classes when the freshman are trying to find buildings and classes. Its so cute to watch them walk around with their maps and ask people where the academic building, or Rudder, or the Chemistry building it.
I spent a lot of time in the airport yesterday. I passed the time by people watching.
Oh. My. Goodness.
People in the airport are Grump-y!
-Some people RUN through the airport trying to catch their plane and push people out of their way.
-Some people ride those carts with the drivers who try to run you down and shout at the last minute " 'Scuse the cart!" or simply make honking noises with their mouths... (weird)
-Some people push and shove to try and get in line to board first. Even if they are in boarding group 4, they try to get in at the same time as the first class people. I don't understand that. You have in your hand a ticket that says "19C". They aren't going to give your chair away. Relax!
-Once I sat down the wiggling started. Thankfully the chair immediately next to me was vacant and the guy on the other side was asleep the whole time. However, the man in front of me and the man behind me were total wiggle bugs. I think the man behind me may have been mad about something because there is no way someone could "accidentally" kick my chair every 30 seconds for 2.5 hours. Good thing I wasn't trying to nap.
-No wonder flight attendants are so rude. They deal with rude people every day. Even the most positive person in the world would be worn out after a week of that job.
All this to say.
My goal of yesterday was to be optimistic and cheery.
I think I succeeded.
I tried to smile at everyone and just be relaxed and cheerful. It made my trip so much more enjoyable.
Next time you travel give it a try!
What's your best travel story? Best flight? Worst fiasco? Grumpiest flight attendant? Screaming baby or seat kicker?
3 comments:
It would most definately be the gate attendant when we tried to go to Charleston and you, Coleman, and I ended up hanging out at the Chili's drinking beer (cept you cause your were not 21). Besides seeing me go crazy, you got to see the man running through the airport and leaving his little girl with the broken arm behind. You guys were so mad at him!
Oh yeah. I told Roarke about that. I forgot about the guy with the broken arm girl. What a jerk.
On my last trip back from Haiti, we had a 3 and a half hour delay in Miami. We finally took off at 2 a.m. and landed in Houston at 3:30 a.m. About 25 passengers were all mad at the gate attendant and complaining about how there is a delay. I was just thinking to myself, I would rather have a delay and make sure that everything works fine then to have problems in the air. Also, it was after midnight, why are you in such a hurry, everything is closed. When we were boarding, I was in the back of the line praying that I didn't sit next to one of the complaining people. Thankfully, everyone was asleep the whole flight, except me.
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