This week, a lot of us watched a viral video of a man punching the headrest of a woman who reclined her seat under the auspices that both were in the wrong. What? Pretty quickly, Twitter coalesced to one voice to agree that the puncher was in the wrong.
If you’re curious about my stance: OF COURSE HE’S IN THE WRONG.
So, I wrote a snarky draft detailing the art of passive-aggressive combat in the air but decided against publishing it. Seems like there’s enough negativity going around lately, so I thought I’d post one of the positive things I’ve learned during my time flying the friendly skies.
It’s pretty simple, really. Keep stocked up on gum and offer it to the person next to you once you’ve landed and after you’ve taken a piece for yourself (you don’t want them to think they have bad breath … even though they probably do … we all do after a long flight).
They usually appreciate it, and you have a friend for the next five to ten minutes while you’re taxiing to the gate. It will brighten up their day a little, and it might just brighten up yours.
That’s it, that’s the blog. Bon voyage!
PS: Stumbled across October Faction on Netflix this weekend, and I’m loving it. It’s not perfect, but it has a lot of heart. A warm, semi-creepy heart.