The joys of flying

We just finished clamoring to our seats on the flight from Atlanta to lovely Newark when a woman began rudely shouting at us to take Ryan's duffel out of the overhead compartment above her seat, because she apparently felt entitled to that space even though she boarded after us. To avoid confrontation we took the bag and we were luckily able to push and squish it under the seat in front of us. Meanwhile, the woman tried to fit her bag into the same spot only to discover that it was not carry on size. She had to check it.

From there the flight continued on the same track. There was a young girl in the middle seat ahead of us separated from her mother. The stewardess asked the man in the aisle to move. He said he couldn't because he needed a wheelchair (he later got up and walked to the bathroom) so the nice man sitting next to the girl's mother switched with her.

Then came the food service. It turns out that on short flights they do not offer vegetarian options. This was not ok with the ambulatory wheelchair man and his wife, who turned out to be sitting in the window seat. They proceeded to shout back and forth about the lack of sandwich options that they could eat, in their very annoying and angry voices. The stewardess attempted to calm them, but when she walked away they carried on. The poor man seated in between them asked angry wife to please stop shouting in his ear, so instead she began shouting at him.

I had no idea, but apparently arguments between passengers are grounds for diverting the flight and making emergency landings. Luckily this fact, when presented by the poor stewardess caught in the middle, sounded just as horrible to angry wife as it did to us so she shut her mouth. She and her husband were in a hurry because they had to make their international flight, and they knew they would have to wait for their matching wheelchairs to whisk them away to their connecting flight after briskly walking up the jetway.

Oh, and btw, the turkey sandwiches were delicious.