My fellow pax

[Scarlett]

There are the generic pax stereotype articles that fill column spaces in travel sections and endless blog posts. We can do better with real world experiences (which will, in all likelihood, be appropriated by aforementioned articles).

From my recent flights:

• The clueless seat searcher. Starts intently looking for seat 38D whilst passing row 1.
• The “you’re in my seat” erroneous accuser.
• The plonker (literally). The whole airframe shuddered as they slam into their seat.
• The backpack whack jack.
• The Director. Usually the male head of the family directing everyone else where to sit. Can only be done from the centre of the aisle while ignoring everyone else trying to progress.
• Mr very important business call. Very rarely is this a Miss. Maybe females just have more self awareness.
• The, ‘I’ve just got to my seat now I’ll start to organise my fifteen carry-on pieces before sitting down’ aisle blocker. Bonus points when they sit down then immediately decide they need to take off a piece of clothing and store it with their overhead carry on.

Is every pax moving house? How can so much, be carried on, by so many, so often?





Go at it…