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Steve Chapman at the Tribune was on the fated flight where a man shoved a woman’s reclining seat forward and she threw a drink on him.
While he definitely comes down harder on the man, he expresses exasperation at both of them.
But if being stuck with a reclining seat in your face bothers you so much, let me bring out the world’s smallest violin to play a microscopic sad song. Your ancestors probably came across the ocean in steerage, crammed into dim spaces with smelly strangers for weeks at a time, fighting off rats and scurvy.
It reminds me of the Louis C.K. bit:
I took a family car ride to Buffalo from New York City once. Â I was in the middle seat of one of those sedans that still had the middle seat bump. Â And my sister and brother tower over me.
I guess that’s why I don’t mind flying regional jets so much.
Steve continues his article by saying:
And you? You have to endure modestly cramped quarters for a few hours to be transported vast distances they would have needed weeks or months to cover. Boo friggin’ hoo.
Check out the whole thing and let me know your thoughts. Â Would you have reacted the way the woman did? Â Were they both acting like children? Â Are you grateful not to be in a wagon, taking three months to make it to Oregon?
(By the way, what were we going to do in Oregon once we got there, anyway? Â I just liked hunting.)
The guy was acting like a complete jackass that shouldn’t be allowed on United (or any other airline for that matter) and the woman acted like a child.