The Economy Experience
January 9, 2007 Posted by Al Castle
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My recent trip to DC, had me in economy class. I was stuck in the middle seat on a 4+ hour flight, to my left in the isle seat was Joe who helped me compile the following notes and observations.
- The planes are surprisingly long.
- The staff isn’t as nice back here.
- There isn’t any leg room in any direction.
- There isn’t any arm room.
- They pack people in like caged animals.
- Everything that comes with first class costs money back here.
- The seats barely lean back.
- My laptop is way too big to use with out contortionist skills.
- Everything happens last back here.
- There’s a lot of people all trying to use one bathroom.
- There’s children/babies back here.
- I’m stuck in the middle.
- Apparently there’s a spanish salad bar on the right side of the plane.
- Joe says there’s a bar upstairs.
- It’s the subway of air travel.
- no small bottled water. can’t steal from first class. she was nice tho.
- only two beverage times. first and refill.
- There’s no beverage holders.
- No room for laptop, beverage, snack on itty bitty tray.
- Its a good thing I’m not claustrophobic.
- I feel dirty and in-touch with the commoners - it’s overrated.
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A few items Al is leaving off becuz he fears my reaction:
- Of course, I’m wedged in between the two largest people on the plane.
- Why can’t he just shut up and sleep?
- If I have to laugh at another one of Joe’s jokes I swear I’m going to 1) pretend my pen is a detonator and force my way into first class; 2) shove him into the aisle and tell the attendants he tried to grope me; 3) lock myself in the bathroom until the plane lands. Why not? Everyone has used it twice already.
Ew, commoners. I can’t believe you lived to tell the tale.
Al, the only thing better than first class would be that Pilatus charter. You never blogged that.
David
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