Hasn’t it had it’s time? But no, I was on the plane Thursday and the man sitting next to me–about 30, looks like a grown up frat boy–was wearing sweats with his boxers hanging out. When he got up to use the bathroom he carefully hiked up his boxers but neglected to do the same for his sweats, leaving them precariously clinging below his ass cheeks. Well over 12" of plaid-boxer-encased ass was showing–I’m amazed his pants didn’t fall down. Please tell me he is an outlier and this isn’t going to become so standard as to be unremarkable and casual friday workwear will include seeing over 6" of your cubemate’s underwear.
(also, when I was done with my partially consumed box of crackers and cookies, he asked if I was throwing it out–me being in the center seat and not able to reach easily over to the stewardess and the garbage bag–so I hand it to him. He then opens the box, removes and eats my partially eaten crackers, and gives my partially eaten cookies to his girlfriend across the aisle. WTF? And once when the stewardess was leaning over by him he stole a bag of peanuts right out of her front pocket.