Get me some Putz Insurance
I flew out of Stewart in Newburgh with a connection in Philly to get to Norfolk, Virginia. It wasn’t bad, a far better experience than my last trip northward about 6 weeks ago. But, as is wont to happen, there were some unhappy folks on the plane. When we boarded the little jet in Newburgh, a nasty 50-something woman bitched and moaned her way onto the plane.
She was directly in front of me getting on the plane and when the extremely pleasant Kentucky-based flight attendant asked how she was doing, the woman went right into it.
“Not good at all,” she said. The flight attendant started to respond with sympathy, but Nasty Pants just went on a tear.
“You made me miss my plane and stay overnight at that awful hotel and now I just want to go home,” she ranted.
Masterfully maintaining her composure, the flight attendant replied, “I just work on this plane, ma’am. I didn’t cause you to miss anything.”
I actually laughed out loud and got a delightful smile in response. “You know it’s all your fault,” I scolded her and she chuckled. The bitchy one didn’t even hear. And she spent the rest of the boarding time moaning about the seat, switching three times before we took off, and once after.
Other passengers on the packed little jet (only like 50 seats) were in surprisingly good humor and willingly swapped with the nut job, but she showed no appreciation. Of course. She clearly had a ‘me against the world’ view, and, well, what can you do. I mean, annoying nasty pants travel insurance would be nice, but I haven’t seen it offered. Not yet, anyway.
Hmmmmm. All I need is a business plan…