What a nightmare

Happy Spring Break!

If it scans, it flies

It's often the case that love blossoms from the most unexpected places, and you might think it surprising that this couple, a flight attendant and a pilot, would bond over a confrontation with an entitled Karen. The Karen was demanding that the flight attendant upgrade her to first class, mistaking her for a gate agent. This escalated to a point where the pilot of the flight, who was passing by for boarding, felt the need to step in. In her fury, Karen attempted to lash out at the pilot, which…

The Paris effect is real

When we're up in the air, small things become big things; maybe it's the sleep deprivation, maybe it's the hours and hours of waiting and standing in line and poor treatment from security we've endured. Whatever it is, when you're spending hours crammed into a far-too-small seat on a noisy plane, that person with the relentless cough, the dude playing music out loud from the speaker of his phone, and the person behind you kicking your seat just often enough that it's keeping you from falling as…

Air travel is almost never an enjoyable experience. Sure, it may be exciting because it's taking you away to exciting places or home to visit loved ones—but the actual process of the travel itself is tolerable at best. Hours of waiting in endless queues and crammed uncomfortable seating, all the while a vague threat hanging over you that you may miss your flight (or have it canceled) and be stuck waiting at the airport for even longer. The whole experience is tedious and causes a lot of undue s…

The ordeal of air travel opens the doorway for some insane behaviors. You have groups of complete strangers who are collectively sleep-deprived, stressed, and overstimulated, crammed into far-too-small spaces for far too long. Air travelers usually have a lot riding on the success of their trip, too, and literally can't afford for things to go sideways, with holidaygoers having spent their literal life savings and cashed in all of their PTO in order to make this trip work—usually also facing un…

Top tier plane freakout

I've got the top bunk blues

Way beyond the mile high club

You'd think finding your seat on an airplane would be one of the easiest parts of the flight. Airlines are pretty specific about that. Unlike concerts or some movie theaters where you can sit in one general area, when you fly, you choose your own seat. For those who get plane-sick, there are window seats; for those who want to stretch their legs out and move around, there are aisle seats . No one wants the middle seats, naturally. You can't just waltz onto an aircraft and sit where ever you wan…

Having kids is the greatest joy one could experience, or so any new parent will tell you, despite that they haven't slept since the night before they became parents, and the bags under their eyes tell a different story. In fact, it's more than likely that this entire sentiment is really just a combination of sleep deprivation-fueled delusion and resigned coping with the fact that there's no going back.

Restrictive policies are often written with a singular use case in mind, with the authoring manager's short-sighted and horse-blinded perspective generally resulting in the policy not being as cost-saving as intended in the first place and leaving ample opportunity for loopholes and malicious compliance.

Simple problems require simple solutions, and sometimes, that solution need not be any more complex than sitting on top of (or just beside) the problem. Some background knowledge for those unacquainted: the airline mentioned in the story does not have predetermined seats, and seats are determined like a massive game of musical chairs and are based on who can get to the seats first. Honestly, we have no idea who thought these free-for-alls were a good idea. It's crazy to think that something as…

Waiting around in the airport is a lot like getting stuck in purgatory. Time comes to a standstill, nobody makes eye contact with you, your body aches for no reason, and even if it's 7AM, someone's at the bar drinking a beer. And when you're waiting at your gate in your terminal, nothing matters except getting on your plane and heading to your destination– anything to get you out of this grey, timeless dump.