Category Archives: Air Travel

I was behind a non-English speaking Asian lady at the TSA checkpoint this morning who had a plastic grocery bag full of snacks and a half-empty liter of water in preparation for a long day of travel. The TSA agent … Continue reading →

It’s not the fact that the giant transgender person (probably 6-6″ 300lbs) next to me on the plane is wearing a skirt so tight that her testicles are clearly visible in my peripheral vision, the more interesting thing about her … Continue reading →

  After traipsing through the giant Minneapolis St. Paul airport, I arrived at my gate with a half hour to spare. I noticed that my phone charge was running low so I sought an empty seat near a charging station. … Continue reading →

The very kind older lady sitting next to me hasn’t quite picked up on the international signal I’m putting out by continuously trying to engage me in pleasant conversation despite the fact that I’m wearing noticeably large noise canceling headphones. … Continue reading →

I’m nervous because the guy sitting near me is dressed in a pilot uniform and has a horribly botched hair cut. It looks like a Little House on the Prairie cut where he grabbed fistfuls of it and sawed it … Continue reading →

Travel Tip: if you’re sitting in the front of an airplane and you walk to the back of it to use the restroom and you decide to fart in there, make sure you shake that fart all the way out … Continue reading →

You know what’s great? Being the silent observer to some conversations I’ve been watching. I have been sitting in an adjacent row of seats in an airport terminal near a young woman for about an hour now. This lady is … Continue reading →

The “pageant mom” of a little girl who looks to be about 4 years old is sitting here at the gate barking out pageant commands to her little girl who has been deeply spray-tanned and painted up with makeup. It’s … Continue reading →

Some frequent business travelers act annoyed by families who travel through airports near the holidays or summer vacation because they might move a little slower due to having more stuff to carry and possibly not being as familiar with the … Continue reading →

The pilot on the small jet I took this morning was named Bobby. When you are responsible for the lives of more than 30 people at a time in your occupation, I think one should go with Robert, Rob, Bob … Continue reading →