This post is my contribution to the Traveling Brown Girls Blog Carnival organized by Tracey Friley of One Brown Girl. Many of us bloggers often share the up sides of traveling to amazing destinations but the inaugural topic gives us an opportunity to sound off and have a proper rant. I love to travel but many of my frustrations while in transit come from my fellow travelers.
Here are my Top 5 Travel Pet Peeves….as committed by other travelers. ugh!
*WARNING – This post may come off as negative but if you are discovering my brand of writing through the carnival for the first time you should know a) I love to complain and b) I’m quite cynical.
I am not angry, just…passionate. I promise.
So now let’s get into my Top 5 Travel Pet Peeves. DRUMROLL Please!
1) People who don’t prepare while waiting in line
Why, Lord? Why on earth do people wait for the last minute to get their ticket, boarding pass, and identification out?
I mean, what else have you got to do?
You know who you are. You arrive in front of the ticket agent and start rummaging through your hand luggage, purse, cleavage and or pockets to find your required documentation. Why is this not prepared in your hands to give to the person at the counter/gate?
Be prepared, folks. This also goes for the security line. You know you have liquids, a laptop, metal plated shoes, baby formula and a belt on. Take off your belt, throw your jacket over your shoulder, unzip your bag so you can access your laptop, AND make sure you have a baggie for your liquids. It’s so simple yet every time I fly I am delayed behind some clown who “forgot” he had three pairs of keys, a butterfly knife and 30 euros worth of coins in his pocket.
2) People who get “lost “on the way to their seat and delay boarding
What’s wrong boo, you can’t count? Here you come, confused, looking at your boarding pass… taking two baby steps forward…looking up at the seat plague…looking down at the boarding pass..taking two more steps. Do you forget the seat assignment between looking at the piece of paper in your hand and taking a few steps? The look of utter bewilderment on some of these people’s faces; you would think they were navigating a labyrinth and translating hieroglyphics.
Here’s a hint, the seats are in numerical order. Chances are if the number is high you have a bit of walking to do, and if the number is low, you guessed it, it’s towards the front of the plane. Thank me later.
And please, once you discover the lost City of Atlantis that is your seat, enter the row and move out the main aisle. You aren’t as thin as you think you are, you are blocking the way for other passengers. We have places to be people!
3) Want-to-be Seat Swappers
We’ve all encountered a want-to-be seat swapper. They are usually part of a traveling duo that can’t bare to be apart from from their companion for the length of the flight. Their life altering dilemma has somehow become your problem. They didn’t want to pay the extra booking fee to guarantee seats next to one another and they also weren’t smart enough to check in early to increase their chances of better seats.
The seat swapping hopeful sitting in the middle politely taps you on the shoulder with a nervous smile and gives you their best proposition. The pitch goes something like this:
“My friend is sitting all the way in middle earth and I was wondering if you would be so kind to switch seats with her so we can both sit up here closer to the exit and inconvenience you. I should note that her seat is in the middle of the last row, right in front of the bathrooms that will smell ripe in about 3 hours times. Whattaya say?”
What kind of trade off is that? I’m just suppose to give up my not-totally-horrible seat because I’m a good person?
Ain’t love no love in coach!
If you were willing to sit next to your bestie above all cost, you would offer the person sitting in middle earth the chance to move up here. You have to offer an incentive, duh. Goodwill died a long time ago with leg room, I need to get something out of the deal.
4)Overhead luggage bin whores!
These perpetrators are usually a male business traveler or some overly perfumed man with luxury luggage. (no shade towards luggage baggage owners, just ones that act that this way)
I know how they roll. They arrive at their seat. Put their bag in the overhead bin, lay their sports coat down nice and neatly so it doesn’t get wrinkled and then gently closes the bin.
Don’t close that overhead bin, you don’t work here. ::sideeye::
Let me get this straight, your GQ magazine and hair pomade get an entire bin? You claimed it, huh? That’s yours? Okay.
Slowly the other travelers in his row trickle in. They are struck with the reality of closed bins, understandably assuming that the doors were closed by the cabin crew because they are all full.
Now a short shuffle commences, the opening and closing of overhead compartments all throughout the cabin. Eventually the privileged sports coat is discovered. The cabin crew member really wants to ask “What jackass-clown did this?” but they refrain and find a home for everyone’s bag. This entitlement business really bothers me.
5) Frequent Bathroom Visitors..that sit in the window seat
This is self explanatory. You know you have the bladder the size of a chickpea. Obviously you value clouds more than the opinion of your fellow travelers. Every time you ask us to move so you can “tinkle” we hope you get trapped in the toilet.
So now that the world knows I am a horrible person, what are some of your travel pet peeves?