I’ve been traveling for work recently. Today, I had the lovely experience of a trip from Lubbock Texas to New Orleans. Now, the trip from Lubbock to Dallas was fine. Plane was small, just a regional jet, but it was pretty empty. Dallas to New Orleans was the same type of plane, completely full. And I drew the worst person to sit next to possible.
First, after we board, he pulls out his container full of chicken wings and starts going to town. Even after being told to put up his tray table. Even after being told again that if he doesn’t put up the table, we can’t take off. Does this stop him from eating? No. He decides he needs to eat faster and messier.
Then, we take off. He begins trying to “entertain” everyone in our section. Now, I’m a reader on a plane. Helps me get through things faster. If someone is friendly or whatever, I’m pretty polite, but obviously reading. Not gonna stop this guy. Nope, he needs to tell me all about all the wonderful places he’s lived.
Then he starts getting drinks from the flight attendant. Lots of vodka. He gets louder. And louder. Thinks he’s being funny. Telling me about a book I should read that’ll change my life by some sales guy(the drunk guy is mid-30’s, obviously in sales). He berates a group of nurses on the plane about hospital costs. He rips into a psychiatrist, calling her a witch doctor, and tells her if someone needs to talk to someone, they should talk to Jesus. He complains about all the Mexicans in Texas. I’m doing my best to ignore him, but there are only two seats per side of the plane, and he’s right there.
Then, he starts telling me black and Mexican jokes. Me, the guy ignoring him. Me, the person that is really bothered by this sort of thing. When I tell him to please stop talking to me, he gets pissy, and begins to jump on me for reading and not being friendly. This continues the whole flight…the loud behavior, drinking Vodka, annoying everyone around us. He begins hitting on the flight attendant. I’m ready to kill at this point. One more joke, and I snapped, saying “Quit fucking talking to me please.” Doesn’t stop him.
Look, I like to have a drink from time to time, but why do you think it’s ok to act this way? Why would you think it’s ok to tell someone you don’t know racist jokes? More to the point, why can’t you just SHUT THE FUCK UP and leave other people alone? Guh.