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So there I was flying in seat 36F in the rear end of an Airbus, on the final leg of my flight from Norfolk, VA to Austin, TX. The cattle seating on this particular aircraft are arranged A-B-C (aisle) D-E-F. I am in F, pinned against the wall, with a tired gentleman coming from Europe in D and his fitfully sleeping five year old daughter in E. I spent half the flight with her alternately kicking me or using me for a foot rest, as it was after midnight / early morning for her. That I didn't mind.
There was this 'crazy' lady in 32D who kept getting up when the seat belt light was on. The first time, as we were about to blast down the runway. The flight attendant told her to sit down because we were about to take off. She loudly exclaimed that "YOU said our cell phones HAD to be turned off and MINE is up here and I HAVE to turn it off because YOU said so!" Wow, lady, how old are you, 3? Second time we were half way up to altitude in turbulence. When the flight attendant told her it was not safe to be out of her seat belt she threw herself down in a huff. Then later she started pacing up and down the aisle by the rear lavatory, just a few feet from me. When the flight attendant told her to sit down, she said she HAD to pace, and if she couldn't then everybody could just explode. Oops, wrong threat lady!
Then she claimed to be a diabetic and was given some cookies and eventually calmed down. That's the first flight I've had where they called for medical help from the passengers. By the time I got out from under the little girl, off my seat, over her Dad and down to the flight attendant to find out it was her, there were already a couple other people, nurses I think, talking to her. The rest of the flight was uneventful. Once we taxied in at Austin, a couple LEOs got on board, had a little chit chat with the lady, and took her off the plane.
This was the first time I've flown where I actually thought I might have to take somebody down. I was waiting to see if she was going to go full ballistic on the crew, and I was running scenarios in my head like nutcase/medical v diversion v system test. She certainly seemed like the garden variety nutcase and everything worked out but it was definitely an unusual and tense situation.
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Too bad you didn't have a syringe loaded with a healthy dose of phenegren to put her out with.
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That reminds me of a delayed flight on the tarmack in Newark where a tiny little lady flipped out, and charged the cockpit hollering that one hour of her time was worth more than everyone on the plane made in a week (or something like that).
A police officer that looked like Godzilla stuffed into a uniform, boarded the plane and asked her to come with him. She resisted, and he crumpled her up like a piece of paper. He literally folded her arms and legs around her and tucked her under one arm like a sleeping bag and walked out with her. It was awesome.
The next two hours sitting there while the pilot went into the terminal to fill out a report was not so awesome.
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A tip from one who's been there more than I can count. Wait for the second request for medical help.
Here's an idea. Pump sleeping gas into the passenger compartment before take off and wakey wakey after landing. Everybody has a nice flight.
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I was on a flight once from Sacramento to Las Vegas. If that lady was on that flight, she would have gotten slammed all over the plane from the turbulence. It was a bad one. The guy in the front that turns that seatbelt light on isn't called a "captain" for no reason. He knows what he's doing.
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The last time I flew was from a tiny little airport in West Virginia to a slightly larger airport in Waco, Texas. Fortunately, this was on a plane chartered by my school for an NCAA womens basketball tournament. Getting fast tracked through security and not having to deal with luggage or a full plane was wonderful...a sneak peek at the luxury of private jets, if you will.
It is this kind of thing that makes me completely hate flying now. Too many crazy people and people who simply believe that they are more important than anyone else to be sealed up in a metal tube and shot into the air with them.
Sorry to hear about your experience. I rarely have good flying experiences
I'm 6'1" and 240. Not fat but I fill up my seating area on planes. I'm ALWAYS beside the bigger sweaty guy that can't keep his elbows inside the armrest because his back fat pushes them out like he's sitting with a goose under each arm. never fails. I'm the one that has to curl up against the window for two hours. Never had the pacer in a flight though.
Best flights were to Haiti last year on chartered 727. We were allowed to fly with sharps on and no screening. Off the bus onto the plane. Flight back was a different story. Customs wanted to see us when we came back to Atlanta.
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Years ago I was on a flight from DFW to CVG. While boarding, I had put my suit coat in the overhead bin which was pretty full. At the last minute, a guy comes on and just starts taking stuff out of the bin so he can fit his stuff in. I asked that he straighten out my coat when he was done and he growled something obscene. After he got seated, I got up and retrieved my coat from being stuffed in the back of the bin behind his stuff and put it back nicely folded on top. As I turned to sit down, I see his fist headed toward my face. I managed to duck the swing, backed off and told him to chill out. The flight attendant had seen the whole thing and the next thing we knew, the airport cops were on the plane and escorting our late arrival off. Several people clapped at that event.
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Ever since the 9/11 events, air travel has been a nightmare in some circumstances. It often brings out anxieties in people who have an axiety problem to begin with. You cannot screen for anxiety, it manifests it's self in the worst places.
I am glad I don't have to travel by plane, the mere thought of being roughed up by TSA and having to share the plane with psychos does not sit well with me. If any of this is true, then the terrorists got their point across by making the airline industry suffer and we still live in terror of flying. What the answer is, I do not know but hopefully one day it will work out.
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A few years ago I was on a flight from Frankfurt to Tel Aviv, business class, when the lady in the window seat next to me starting unruly ,loud profane language, bad mouthing everything, even the other passengers. A Male flight attendant came back and instead of confronting her, he asked me to come forward for a moment. As soon as I left my seat, a rather well dressed heavyset woman took my place and had a few very quiet words with her. After she was done, I was told I could return to my seat. I think she was some sort of sky marshal, as the woman didn't open her mouth the rest of the flight.