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Within the confines of an airliner cruising at over 9km they are even more stupid. Maybe it’s the rarefied air? Maybe it’s just that I have more time to notice them? Here are some of my favourites that I have noticed over the past 30,000km of flying that I have done.

1. For some reason people, even seemingly intelligent ones, do not think to look at the little sign on a toilet door that denotes whether or not it is occupied or not. The result? Anne and I watched in fascination as people stood outside the toilet door that was near us on out flights; grimacing in pain, sweat beading on their foreheads as they did the ancient dance to the pagan gods of bladder control. These people eventually realised that there was no one in the toilet and they would sheepishly enter. This leads me to my second point.
2. People cannot open a toilet door. I sat and watched as passengers, sometimes the same dolts time and time again, attempted to reach for a non-existent handle or tried vainly to slide the door or pull it by its hinges or my favourite, pulling on the latch that says “PUSH”. It was like that Gary Larson cartoon. Sometimes people would even give up thinking that the door was locked.
3. Some passengers do not understand the rudimentary services available in public toilets. In the planes that I was in the toilet contained the following: a toilet seat with a flush button, a toilet seat paper cover dispenser, a toilet roll, a sink with a tap and soap dispenser, a baby changing table, a tissue dispenser and a garbage bin. Why in heavens name were the toilets not flushed? Why were there tissues in a soggy mess in the bottom of the sink? And who in heavens name though that the 5mm slot of the toilet seat cover dispenser is a bin and blocked it trying to dispose of their garbage in it?

I am considering writing a post about people who stand at a carousel for 30minutes and watch one piece of luggage, the only luggage left on the machine, before they realise that it is theirs but the little boy next to me just exploded a pizza and cup of Sprite over himself and moi.

Later…

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