20 years ago:
Friday afternoon flight to see friends for the weekend. Still in my suit and tie from work (no casual Fridays at that office). Only packed clean shirt/tie as I was flying back Monday a.m. and heading straight to work and planned on wearing the same suit.
In bulkhead row. Little girl next to me decides to close her tray (the kind that folds into the armrest) and catapults her OJ onto my suit.
I'm just surprised and girl is crying and mom is screaming at her. I felt so bad for her - I had a funny story for Monday but the poor girl was traumatized. I kept telling the mom it was OK but she wouldn't stop berating the girl.
Man, 20 years later and I still feel bad for that kid.