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AM flight with a Grande Americano freshly brewed from Starbucks. Put down tray from seat in-front, place full cup on tray, start to put bags in overhead and passenger in seat in-front throws himself into the seat causing entire cup to somersault directly into my seat. Entire seat cushion soaked through.:(
FA comes by with blanket and we try and soak up as much of the mess as possible. Still squishy. I keep eyeing the seat and wondering do I have to sit in it the entire flight. :confused: Then FA becomes heroine - she comes back with an entire new seat bottom and we switch them out. Problem miraculously solved!:D |
Originally Posted by 45128
(Post 18354686)
No; only if he does it a third time.
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Airport, last restroom break before boarding, open purse I placed on sink next to mine slips into basin: no worries, dry sink, I'm almost done. Lady steps up and triggers auto faucet, and stands there in my way:(, staring and apologizing as purse gets soaked with water and I unsuccessfully try to grab it. (I really liked that phone.)
She sat in middle seat next to me, but I didn't deliberately spill my wine on her, as she had apologized. |
Once on a flight from Pagan to Yangon the aircraft was truly a POS, nothing electrical worked in the passenger cabin, no light, A/C, nothing. It was over 100 degrees out and everyone was sitting there, sweating in the shadowy cabin. The woman right across the aisle from me was holding a baby, with a small cloth diaper. The baby was crying (understandably, it was hot) and I think was sick as it went diarrhea all over the woman's arm and leg. The diaper did almost nothing in terms of keeping the poop in, and she just sat there patiently, waiting for our junky plane to lift off. I felt really bad for her, and was sick to my stomach and wondering if I was going to end my days on that dreadful flight.
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Beet Red
This was not on a commercial flight but it was along the same line. I was on a Canadian Forces DeHavilland Dash-8 traveling across Canada. The crew was all military (US and Canadian Forces) and we were all wearing flight suits (easy to clean nomex). The Flight Steward prepared (actually cooked vice reheated) homemade meals. One meal began with his grandmother's recipe for borscht. As he headed down the aisle to serve we hit turbulence. He dumped the entire tray (probably 6 servings) of soup entirely on me. Fortunately, it didn't hurt. The stunned silence broke into laughter when I announced, "Soup's on me, guys!" The steward apologized and the rest of the plane (all co-workers) had endless fun at my expense for the rest of the trip.
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Awesome.
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Happened a year ago but still feel bad about it...I was on a flight from JFK to ATL and sitting next to an elegantly dressed gentleman. Got a glass full of orange juice but put it aside as I continued to work on my laptop. Wanted to reach for my juice minutes later, but somehow succeeded in pushing the glass to the gentleman next to me. He pant were all wet, but he remained very calm, rushed to the toilet to clean up. Could not bear sitting to him the rest of the flight.
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I was on a redeye from SFO-DFW-RDU. If you've never flown a west to east redeye, take my word for it that this is the worst one as you get off the plane in Dallas at 2:30 or 3:00am Pacific time. When I get to DFW, I'm exhausted and debating whether or not to shell out for the DFW-RDU upgrade because I'm fresh out of stickers (500-mile upgrade credits). I decide I'm really just too tired to care, and I'm going home to visit my family so I'll blow the $90. I snag the last F seat and settle in. A young boy comes down the aisle, probably 8 or so, stops, and looks at me. Then he throws up on the floor next to my seat and walks nonchalantly back into Y. A flight attendant lays a towel on top of the vomit, but doesn't halt the boarding. A minute later a little old asian lady boards with her rolling suitcase and, not noticing the towel, snags it on a wheel and drags it all down the aisle.
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Sitting next to window, dinner was served which included salad. The salad dressing was a vinegrette and in the little squeeze pouches like ketchup comes in. I made a small tear in the top and aimed it over my salad. Unfortunately with too much pressure from my squeeze, instead of heading down to my salad, it all went flying over to the guy next to me who was wearing a suit for his business meeting. He was justifiably mad. I offered to have it cleaned but understandably he wasn't interested in speaking with me. I know it probably ruined the suit and I felt terrible - but must admit I was laughing inside and trying so hard not to laugh out loud.
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We were flying in biz from YYZ to BGI about a month after 9/11 with our one year old daughter and our nanny. About an hour into the flight our daughter explodes with a massive and extremely smelly poop that overflows her diaper. :eek: My wife and our nanny rush her into the front lav and spend 20 minutes cleaning her up (with the door open and blocking the door to the cockpit) while I clean up the seat and my clothes (luckily I had a change in my carry-on). Everyone is mad at us - the rest of the biz cabin can't breathe or use the lav and the FAs are in a panic (at least partly because it's a potential security risk and everyone is paranoid). We spent the whole flight apologizing to people - I was never so glad to get off a flight as I was to get off that one!!
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Originally Posted by Icarus_Seattle
(Post 18258048)
Right this minute I am on a flight from DCA to SEA sitting in the exit-row aisle seat and was just served a full can of Coke Zero. The flight attendant just barely cracked open the can and set it on my outstretched tray and as she walked away some mysterious force caused it to slide straight off of my tray falling perfectly upright and hit the floor square on its bottom. This caused a spectacular fountain of coke to erupt in a fan-spray pattern, amplified by the meager crescent opening, that reached forward two rows and aft three rows from floor to ceiling. It only lasted less than a second- faster than I could reach and grab it, but it emptied 2/3 of the can. The damage was amazing; the guy in the aisle seat next opposite mine hit from the soul of his boot to the top of his head including a direct hit directly into his ear. He was, understandably, infuriated, and leapt out of his seat wiping madly at his face, shirt, pants and boots. Up and down the aisle people went to work with the tiny napkins wiping the various parts hit by the soda shrapnel with the unaffected chipping-in to help with their tiny napkins in a real show of solidarity under fire. The flight attendant rushed to grab a stack of miniature napkins and returned to deal them about the affected cabin area. Everyone was wiping themselves, their seat mates, the seats, and the cabin walls, windows, overhead and ceiling. I sheepishly offered apologies all around which were met mostly with dagger-eyes and largely unintelligible but clearly unfriendly remarks, probably noting that I was nearly unscathed.
This leads me to wonder- what disasters have you caused, witnessed, or been the victim of on your travels in the cramped confines of our aluminum arrows? There must be some amusing stories out there... BTW- if you were on my flight and were affected by the soda fountain, again, I apologize. |
I was on a flight with my wife and kids (then 4, 1 (almost 2), and 9 months during the United summer of hell. Our original flight was canceled because of the pilot slowdown which made for about an 18 hour journey from SEA-BWI (originally IAD). The now late night ORD-BWI leg we took up the last row of the plane.
As the FAs were just finishing up their drink service the pilot came on and said things might get a little bumpy because we were heading into a storm front. Just as we were served our drinks (along with all of Y) the plane suddenly dropped. Everything not secured went to the ceiling...it was like a technicolor rain storm. The lady in front of me managed to hold on to her laptop which provided for a very nice landing spot for her seatmates bloody mary. Liquids from the cieling continued to drip down keeping my now awake and disgruntled children awake. And for good measure my 2 year old daughter threw up what seemed like all of the liquids she had consumed since we arrived at the N terminal in SEA. |
Helpful? FA on US
My wife and I were on purchased first class USAirways tickets to Punta Cana. The flight attendant spills a full glass of red wine on my wife, me, my seat, and the back of the seat in front of us. Without apologizing, she gets a used dishrag, drops it on my tray, and mumbles, "You can clean it up," and walks away.
Last time I ever flew US. |
Wellllll, if this has become, "lemme tellya about MY..."
Securing my seatbelt when commanded by the flight deck, I tugged on the only available length of strapping I could find (I have more @#$% trouble caused by trapping seatbelts in UA's lie-flat biz seats---they seem designed to eat the belts, buckle and all) until the buckle suddenly came loose from wherever it was caught and hit the glass of bubbly on the seat divider, sending a torrent onto my left pantleg and most of my seat-cushion.
Somehow not one drop landed on my boss seated next to me, but I sat on three blankets for the rest of the transpac, and it took several hours before seat and pants were anything like dry---even in dry cabin air. I can't be taken anywhere nice...:( |
Originally Posted by alpen1
(Post 18260073)
Worst thing that happened to me is I was sitting in Qantas business on a flight in Australia and the FA poured my red wine into a glass and passed it across the aisle seat without noticing the hole in the bottom of the cup so by the time I grabbed it and held the cup over the floor the lady next to me had red lines zig zagging across her pants, the FA had it on her uniform and I had it down one leg leading to a puddle on the floor.
I used to fly SYD-CBR-SYD day trips on Dash-8s a lot, and it seemed like for the return flight, there was always a correlation between white blouse (mine), red wine (guy next to me) and turbulence. Grrrrr.
Originally Posted by ysolde
(Post 18265975)
I think my worst was when the DYKWIA sitting next to me sat there drinking red wine from boarding at LAX all across the continent. He never ate, just kept getting that evil red wine refilled. ... DYKWIA reaches for it absent-mindedly, not really looking up from his oh-so-engrossing sports magazine. Red wine spills all over me. DYKWIA looks over, realizes what has happened, and asks FA for another red wine. ...
Meanwhile, DYKWIA? He's still rather loudly demanding his red wine. Go figure. Never said a word to me. On my very first flight, I deliberately smeared mash potato and gravy on the curtains. You might cut me some slack if you realize that it was back when airplanes had window curtains and flights from WAS to (?) MSP had hot meals in economy. I was 8 months old. :p OP, great thread, and I agree with the others who have said that you write very well! |
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