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Flight etiquette

There are a few things in life that you don't learn at school.  It's not one of your subjects and your parents don't sit you down and say, for example, "Okay, let's talk about flight etiquette". It is however part of your upbringing and manners you are taught but it is also just general knowledge, right?


While checking in on Monday for my big adventure, there was a group of "young adults" lets call them, behind me that we're pretty rowdy but I put it down to excitement of joining a cruise ship or re-joining for some of them, and I brushed it off. My sister, cousin and I joked that I would probably end up sitting next to one of them. Funny at the time, not so funny when I realised I was going to be completely surrounded by this group on the plane. Not just to Jhb, but ALL the way to Doha.

Awesome.

Let me sum up some things that I thought to be not so polite on an incredibly full flight.

A grown man screaming like a girl at take off shouting we going to die, in a wonderful Afrikaans accent, then threw his head back in laughter. All the poor newbies to the group nervously laughed as their leader had made a joke! You know!

Singing Dancing Queen at the top of your lungs, when you are completely tone deaf. Yes, I know, I have done that before, but I was in a club, and the music was already loud, and everyone around me was singing with me. And we had some wine. 

Realizing you can't hit those high notes in dancing queen so changing it up a little to "Bad Boys, Bad Boys, watcha gonna do?" Still, very loud.

Calling the flight attendant over and asking if he will be your best friend. Then every time he walks past scream, my fwiend! Yes, fwiend, I didn't spell it wrong.

While waiting in the plane at a stopover in Jhb, put a cigarette in your mouth and every now and then take it out to smell it. So cool!

Chosing your own seats so you can be next to your friends regardless of what seat you were booked in. Then giving the people who arrive in Joburg attitude because they won´t go sit somewhere else. Really?

Anyway, after using the foulest language and giving the hostesses such a hard time, some important guy with a badge came to speak to them to calm down or get off! Helped for all of 30mins before ABBA started up again. Sigh

New chapter for kids at school in Life Orientation : Flight etiquette. 

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