Greetings from a 739 as I avoid getting smacked in the face by dozens of Kettles and their oversized carryons. The best was the child this morning in the security line with the tuburcular cough who ended up puking in line and whose parents dragged him through security as if nothing had happened. I feel bad for their seatmates.

I love how Kettles always ask the FA's where their seats are as they board. Um, the whole plane is down to your right- seat 22B is down that way.

Ssullivan, great story.