Last week on my flight to Southern California which is takes no more than an hour to fly, had me a little bummed because my flight was going to be packed like sardines and I was dreading who ever was going to sit next to me. I usually sit in the window seat of a plane to look out of the window to help me actually feel like I’m not crowded in.
So a couple came in and sat down next to me, they were probably in their late 50’s early 60’s or so, no big deal. We all were sitting in the row in front of the emergency exit row and the flight attendant asked all who sat in that row if they would assist in case of an emergency. She was a nice pleasant woman, around the same age as the couple next to me. The husband of the woman who was sitting next to me started talking to the flight attendant in casual conversation. The woman at the same time was trying to get the attention of the husband on some kind of phone app she wanted to show him.
The husband wouldn’t stop talking to the flight attendant. Long story short the wife did not like that and yelled at him in front of everyone to stop talking to her. I felt embarrassed for the guy who afterwards didn’t speak much after that for the rest of the flight. I had the shade on my window down to block the sun until we had passed the sun’s pathway during flight.
I was ready to get some light so I kindly asked the woman next to me with a little hesitation if the light would bother her if I pulled up the shade. She turned around with the sweetest look on her face and said: “Oh no dear, you go right ahead. It doesn’t bother me.”
To my relief I smiled and said thanks, pulled up the shade and buried my head back into my phone.
On the next flight to return home. I actually got really lucky and sat by two lovely ladies who were so friendly and nice to talk to. They were in town for a convention and was excited to be in Vegas. It was great to be around their presence.
You know, now that I look at things, people are usually really happy when they come to Vegas. On that note, the nice thing about flying is if you do get lucky and you sit next to someone who is awesome to talk to, then you will have the quickest and happiest experience, which makes traveling worth while.
One thing that I am grateful for from the first flight is (and not that I promote drinking…ok maybe a little) the lady ordered a Bloody Mary, and she and everyone else was able to relax the rest of the flight.