While watching the snack basket get handed around last night on two separate flights, I realized I have devised an authoritative classification of fellow passengers. Perhaps I am the only one, but the sociology around the snack basket, I must admit, is entertaining. It always provides a fun distraction from whatever I'm in the midst of doing.

Here it goes, feel free to add your own:

The Hawk (H): eyes perk up at least one row prior to basket arrival as the Hawk eyes the dwindling supply of their favored (read: not pretzels or peanuts) delight, hoping it will survive the seats ahead.

The Dweller (D): the myriad of choice overwhelms, even though the snack basket hasn't changed in weeks. You know you've taken too long when the FA moves to hold the basket with a second hand.

The Overzealous (O): takes one of each and does so in a rush, attempting to fool their seatmate and the FA into thinking they only took two items. Success rate minimal.

The Frugal (F): thought about buying that sandwich to bring on board but never pulled the trigger. Now hoping the Goldfish/Cape Cod chips reappear and they can snag three bags. Because three 100 calorie packs = a good lunch.

The Shopper (S): uninspired by the bruise marks visible to them, they pick up and examine each banana to ensure the best possible selection for themselves, only to leave others with now even more bruised selections.

The Classic (C): you can throw all the fancy creme filled wafer pouches, brownie bite bags and fancy nut mix sachets to the side, what they serve in red and blue in coach is good enough for me in First.

I will say last night I witnessed several HOF passengers (yes, I think in some ways this is Myers-Briggs like), which I note increase at meal times on shorter segments. And I appreciate seeing a good C--I tend to warm up to them the most.

Snack well and happy flying!