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On a flight today, I had an annoying guy. It was a Quebec flight, so it was mostly French-Canadians, as was this guy. Now, I don't mean to offend anybody, but in my experience, I have found them to be some of the most irritating passengers, along with New Englanders and New Yorkers. Not all, but some of them, can be very demanding and snooty.
This guy was a pain in the ass all through the flight, from beginning to end. It began during my safety demo, when he talked loudly in French, through the whole thing. He was seated in 2a, right near the front of the plane, so his talking was a distraction. The person he was talking to, was seated across the aisle, one row behind him, in 3b. The WHOLE flight, he was seated sideways, with his legs in the aisle, talking to his friend.
Once we were up in the air and I was making my pre-beverage service announcement, Annoying Guy stared me down, apparently, for interrupting his extremely important conversation. I guess reminding people to keep their seatbelts on and not to smoke during the flight, was less important than his incessant babbling. There was a laundry list of things he did during the flight, like standing up while the seatbelt sign was on, and telling me he didn't need a customs form, then a minute later, in a pissy tone, saying he did need the form.
But what irritated me more than anything, was the legs in the aisle. It's a small, 50-seat plane, with an aisle barely big enough to walk down, without walking sideways. It's hard enough to navigate, without some douche sprawled out all over the place. I understand that the seating can be uncomfortable, especially for someone tall, which this guy was, but there is also such a thing as common courtesy. When I have to hop over your legs, while I'm working, and you don't even bother to move, that is very inconsiderate. He would SEE me about to walk down the aisle, and wouldn't move AT ALL. Jerkoff.
Right near the end of the flight, another passenger told me he needed the customs form. (It never fails, there's always someone who's got to wait until 2 minutes before we land to tell me this.) I was in a cranky mood anyway today, so when I proceeded to bring the form down to this passenger near the back of the plane, sure enough, dumbshit's got his legs completely stretched out across the aisle. I was fed up and practically shouted at him, "EXCUSE ME!" and stormed right through him. After that, he kept his legs back in his seat, until I took my jumpseat, at which point he stretched them out again. SIGH. I couldn't get off that plane fast enough. I was just not in the mood to deal with these dipshits today.
This guy was a pain in the ass all through the flight, from beginning to end. It began during my safety demo, when he talked loudly in French, through the whole thing. He was seated in 2a, right near the front of the plane, so his talking was a distraction. The person he was talking to, was seated across the aisle, one row behind him, in 3b. The WHOLE flight, he was seated sideways, with his legs in the aisle, talking to his friend.
Once we were up in the air and I was making my pre-beverage service announcement, Annoying Guy stared me down, apparently, for interrupting his extremely important conversation. I guess reminding people to keep their seatbelts on and not to smoke during the flight, was less important than his incessant babbling. There was a laundry list of things he did during the flight, like standing up while the seatbelt sign was on, and telling me he didn't need a customs form, then a minute later, in a pissy tone, saying he did need the form.
But what irritated me more than anything, was the legs in the aisle. It's a small, 50-seat plane, with an aisle barely big enough to walk down, without walking sideways. It's hard enough to navigate, without some douche sprawled out all over the place. I understand that the seating can be uncomfortable, especially for someone tall, which this guy was, but there is also such a thing as common courtesy. When I have to hop over your legs, while I'm working, and you don't even bother to move, that is very inconsiderate. He would SEE me about to walk down the aisle, and wouldn't move AT ALL. Jerkoff.
Right near the end of the flight, another passenger told me he needed the customs form. (It never fails, there's always someone who's got to wait until 2 minutes before we land to tell me this.) I was in a cranky mood anyway today, so when I proceeded to bring the form down to this passenger near the back of the plane, sure enough, dumbshit's got his legs completely stretched out across the aisle. I was fed up and practically shouted at him, "EXCUSE ME!" and stormed right through him. After that, he kept his legs back in his seat, until I took my jumpseat, at which point he stretched them out again. SIGH. I couldn't get off that plane fast enough. I was just not in the mood to deal with these dipshits today.
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