Well, that's better than the last flight I took from London to the US -- as we were coming into in NY, the woman next to me pulled out a small, CLEAR Tupperware container. To my astonishment, the minute the nose of the plane starts to dip, she (neatly) vomits into the container, holds it there -- letting the smell waft towards me -- then vomits a few more times. While I'm grateful she was prepared, did she have to have a CLEAR container with her? She then proceeded to hold it in her hand until she left the plane, so everyone could see the nice pile of vomit.
I don't know if this was SS or not, but when we went on vacation several years ago you could bring your own food on the flight. I don't know exactly what the rules were there, but I brought a bag of trail mix and some potato chips. All set! Then we started to notice this...very intense odor. It smelled like old rotting mackerel, or something. We couldn't figure out what it was, or where it was coming from. Then we spotted a family a few rows ahead of us and on the other side of the aisle, passing a package back and forth and sharing from it. From what I could tell, it seemed to be fish jerky.
If people are allowed to bring their own food on board, I think that it's SS (or, at least, very inconsiderate) to bring something stinky that everyone will have to sit there and smell for four hours.
I agree. Compared to other airlines, Virgin is my favorite and I have had nothing but excellent experiences with them....if only they would remove the tuna fish from their inflight meal options.....
Whoever thought it would be a good idea to eat tuna fish on a plane? YUK!!!
Oh man... *shudders* Didn't the airline have airsick bags?
The theater story reminds me of an incident I witnessed in school. We were going to see a play on Broadway, and a classmate was turning in the envelope with her permission slip and payment. The only problem was, she was trying to turn it in two days after the due date. She turned on the waterworks, and went on about how she had been looking forward to it, and couldn't they make an exception for her? Because, look, she had the money and the slip right there!
The teacher said no. The parents called to complain. The principal caved. I wouldn't have thought much of it, but I heard her talking with her friends on the bus about how she had forgotten the exact due date (despite numerous reminders), but that she hadn't been worried...She had cried for real over something like this in Second Grade, and learned that tears will get her what she wants as long as she's pathetic and doesn't throw a loud tantrum. Her friends were mostly silent, but one of them thought it was funny as hell.