She's in a DIAPER, dammit

I think the word is "shame." More and more people are completely lacking in shame, and don't care if they look like cretins to other people.

In fact, they wear it like a badge of honor, and I have no idea why.

Hell of a way to go through life.

 

Go directly to Jail. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.

 

People should treat airports and airplanes like the end zone. Act like you’ve been there before.

 

Go into the airport with an attitude of bemusement and whimsy and no matter what happens, you get a front-row seat into viewing people at their basest. I love it.

 

I haven’t flown since 2012 and I’m probably going to have to get on a plane to North Carolina in a few weeks. Problem is I now weigh 280 lbs., and not a chiseled 280 at that. I’m genuinely contemplating driving 9-plus hours instead of being squeezed into an airline seat.

 

A couple of months ago at an airport not far from you (I think), my wife and I got there sorta-way-too-early and were lounging around a gate down the way from ours. About an hour before we were to board, I noticed a commotion down the way and then saw lots of folks with their smartphones held high. Hmmmm, thought I, I believe I'll just stay right where I am.

Turns out some lady had been having a very loud phone conversation and someone asked her to tone it down. Tilt. Absolute meltdown at a bajillion decibels.

Her time in the airport ended with her being strapped down to one of those wheelchairs and hauled off by security. "NOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" we heard as she was rolled down the concourse.

Like you, I can't fathom how people behave that way. Had someone asked me to tone down a phone conversation, I would have been mortified ... and I would have complied licketty split.

 

Well, you’re mostly normal, so …

 

I mean, doesn't that make sense? In what world could they possibly think that throwing a tantrum would end well for them?

 

I don’t even make eye contact in airports. Especially since I know there’s probably someone getting pissy at me for having the gall to travel with children.

When I traveled for work (and drank), I loved airports. I’d get there early and get shitfaced at the bar closest to my gate, and then sleep the entire flight. It was awesome.

 

No, but I fully endorse the message.

 

I refer you to Nov. 8. 2016.