Originally Posted by
flolee
the funny part (for us, at least) was just the clash between us, who we were deeply content, relaxed and in a good mood with the quite bad tempered cabin crew,
it's the ancient clash between the confidence, geniality and generosity of spirit of the fully-juiced but still walking; and the patient, fully-sober sod working towards the end of a shift involving a contractual obligation to be polite to the tired and emotional.
Often seen in drunks v taxidrivers, policemen and waiters in Indian restaurants.
But in your case you woke up next morning with the taxidriver equivalents in your room, gently shaking you awake and serving breakfast. Shudder
