re: Whats you worst airplane experience?

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the only time I see them sprint is to the crew hotel bus and the crew hotel bar....

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right on, and to catch their commuter flight home

My worst airplane experience was probably flying out of Wyoming. It was a delayed flight, for some reason, all of the flight attendants seemed to be on edge, it just made for an uncomfortable atmosphere.. It was a relatively rough flight (I enjoy flying, but it was consistently bumpy and people on the plane were starting to get overdramatic). Nothing bad happened in terms of bad service or anything like that, it was just a really awkward flight.

Yep and I'm not believing some of these stories..... I'm reading a lot of "not my fault" in here lol.

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The bitch in Chicago got on the intercom and said "apparently people from Louisiana don't know how to count" and called me out in front of everyone

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Based on the evidence you presented her with, she was 100% correct.

I've got a good one.

Coming back from our honeymoon in Turks and Caicos, I was very hungover. We had all this champagne sent to us by family the last night, each person not knowing the others had sent some as well.

So obviously the wife and I had to drink as much of the 4 bottles of Veuve as we could that night after dinner. Which was almost all of it.

Airport is not air conditioned and its hot. VERY hot. When we eventually board, the plane is basically a human oven. We're all sweating our asses off to a nasty degree. I'm so hungover and hot I can barely function.

Guy in the aisle across from me starts turning green, then his eyes roll in the back of his head and he falls unconscious into his own lap. His wife is screaming for a doctor (hilariously, like 5 stood up from first class). They had to lay him down in the aisle inches from me and check his vitals and such.

His wife is shrieking that he died, which of course freaks me the frick out. He then comes to and throws up in the aisle next to my foot. Bile is running all over the floor.

Of course, I'm dehydrated, over-heated, and have hangover anxiety through the roof multiplied by travel anxiety.

It was in this moment that I start to have my very first panic attack. I'm pouring sweat, my jaw and hands lock up, and the flight attendant and I lock eyes. The look of fear flows over her and she yells "WE'VE GOT ANOTHER ONE!"

Whole plane looks on as they give me orange juice and ginger ale while sitting next to a guy on the floor being treated by doctors. I snap out of it after a couple of minutes and feel fine, but I'm so sweaty it literally looks like I jumped in a pool. Clothes are drenched.

But alas, it doesn't end there. This is during the 2014 Ebola scare. They take my wife and I off the plane onto the runway in the sun, while the other passengers watch through the windows, and ask us all these questions about our travel. They say "wait for our medical team to evaluate you before you can get back on".

This fat island lady who tore our tickets walks up to me and takes my temperature through my ear and says I'm good. That was it and they let me back on.

As I get on the plane, everyone leans away from the aisle like I've got Ebola. Saw people covering their mouths. So I announced really loud and boisterous to the entire plane that "I'm just hungover from my honeymoon!". People laughed and the moment was over.

Homeboy who took a dive had to be stretchered out though.

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fair enough but it was the difference in like B4 and B12. I wasn't trying to skip a bunch of people, just wanted to sit down at the same time so we didn't have to make people get up. I wouldn't classify this as trying to do whatever I want

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Then the wife should have come back with you to B12?

Some Japanese dude brought hard boiled eggs onto the plane and when he opened them, it smelt like he shat himself. Easily the most inconsiderate person I’ve sat next to in a flight.

ATL - BNA on my way to Music City Bowl...airport is full of holiday travelers. I'm 1st on the upgrade list, and plane has checked in full for first so I take my seat in coach.

As we're boarding, there's commotion in the forward galley and a rather tense discussion between the gate agent, the flight attendant, the captain, and a passenger.

Right before the doors close, FA comes up and tells me there's one empty in First and it's mine. I sit down in the aisle seat. To my right is a teenager bawling crying, across the aisle is her mom who's been crying, and next to mom is another younger daughter who's bawling as well.

Seeing something is clearly wrong, I offer my seat to the teenager and she snaps back at me "NO, YOU TOOK MY DAD'S SEAT!"

Now I'm like "wtf, did their dad just die? Did he miss his connection?" So I just apologized and read my book.

Drink service comes around, the family ignores the FA, I order a beer and she gives it to me...and all hell breaks loose. More loud crying/etc.

Turns out the family was on their way back from Europe and Dad got drunk on the trans-atlantic flight and kept drinking in the Sky Club too...so they booted him and made him take a flight out the next day.

Longest 40 minute flight I've ever had...

Got a few:

Flying to a meeting in Richmond. Guy in front of me is watching a comedy show on his phone loudly (no headphones). The show was in Spanish and annoying as hell. I and another passenger asked him politely to turn it down. He suddenly didn’t understand English. Stewards said or did nothing.

Flying home with connection in ATL this past December. Got to ATL to find out all flights into NOLA were cancelled. NOLA couldn’t handle the cold weather. No flights avail for next day. Closest Delta could get me was BTR. I rented a car and drove home in middle of the night in the snow

Taking off from ATL. Pilot pulls out of gate and towards tarmac. Comes on intercom and says (paraphrasing) “ one of the engines won’t power up we’re going to get you all on another plane”. We sit at the gate, cannot get off, with little A/C for 90 minutes. Pilot comes back on intercom (paraphrasing) “the mechanic found the problem. We’re going to try again and we’ll see IF we can get this older plane all the way to Richmond”. Only thing I could think of is that’s a big arse if once were in the air.

Landing in Richmond. Pilot bounced the shite out of the plane. We landed twice. Perfect weather. We got off and the delta pilot was doing the normal “thank you for flying” and I looked at him and I asked “First time on a plane?” He didn’t laugh.

Landing in NOLA coming in from lake in very dark skies. We bounced through the windy clouds and finally got underneath and the pilot aborted. Scared the crap out of the stranger lady next to me. She death gripped my arm. He gunned it and gained altitude fast. Back through the bouncy storm clouds around the city and into another landing which I kept thinking we would abort again but didn’t.

On a flight to Houston. Next to a guy that smelled like fried fish and not the good kind. The kind of fried fish that you smell after using the oil too many times and became rancid I got off the plane and went straight to a meeting thinking the whole day that I probably smelled like fried rancid fish.

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Flew in a 6/7 passenger Mitsubishi Fat Boy turboprop headed home and dropped off a guy in Little Rock where we landed in a driving rain storm at about 10 pm. Wind had to be 25-30 mph or better, rain appeared to be falling horizontally. I thought we were dead. Instead of getting back on to go home, I rented a car and drove all night back to Baton Rouge. Could not make myself get back on that plane. Never bothered me after though.

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You flew in an MU-2. A scary airplane to begin with.