I travel, a lot. Maybe it's the whole 'being Canadian thing,' but I find I'm always on the move. From simple commuter flights, to long distance hauls across the pond - you can pretty much always find me in an airport.
But, for someone who flies as much as I do - I am an awful person to sit next to on the plane. I was catching up with a colleague this morning and she was telling me about the great flight she had home last night. She was going on and on about how great her flight-mate was and the amazing conversation they had. I mean, the flight from Vancouver to Toronto is long and deadly. I certainly am not a pleasant person on a long and deadly flight.
I have zero plane etiquette because when I step foot on that plane, all I want to do is sleep. I fly mostly red eyes because I hate people chatting and causing commotion on planes. With red eyes, everyone is kindly passed out and you don't have to worry about mundane conversation and attempting to please the person next you - nobody is stupid enough to want to fly a red eye unless their name is Rebecca-Elizabeth.
No, I don't want to talk to you and no, I don't want you to help me with my tray. What I want is complete silence and darkness, thank you very much. I don't search for flights based on price, but rather departure time. The later the better. Why waste useful hours in the day stuck on a plane when you can multi-task and fly at night WHILE you sleep? Flights are my moments of peace. High in the sky, I can calmly sit still and not think about work or work stress or reports for work.
My plane preferences just go to show how independently anti-social I am. It's ridiculous. So to every person I sit next to on a plane, just remember that silence is golden. I'm sure you're a great person, I just don't feel the need to get to know you at that particular moment. I apologize in advance.
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2 comments:
I HATE talking to people on planes too. I had one lady talk and talk and talk and talk, and THEN she wanted to exchange addresses! Yet, I also HATE red eyes. I cannot sleep on planes, and if I do, it is never good and I wake up with neck pain and a bad case of the grumpies. I like to fly in the day - but you can certainly expect me to have my ipod on before I sit down and my eye mask up. I don't even give people a chance.
ha! I also don't like talking to people on a plane, beyond the niceties of a hello. I try and ensure I am either sleeping, reading, or watching whatever in flight entertainment they provide. I'll admit that I am awful at sleeping on planes - even red eyes - and usually end up more tired. The most I slept on a plane ride was coming home from Moncton and that was because I was hung over and ill that sleep was my only freedom. ha. I wish I had your sleeping skills.
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