Have you ever had awful seatmates? Introducing the newlyweds that made my fourteen-hour journey a misery. The jet was mistaken for their honeymoon suite. I thought it was time to create some turbulence of my own to provide a memorable lesson in aviation etiquette when they pushed too far.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Love is said to be in the air, but my most recent journey was a complete mess. Hi there! I\u2019m 35-year-old Toby, and I have an incredible tale that will make you reconsider your next trip. Imagine this: After spending what seems like an eternity away from home, I\u2019m on a plane, anxiously down the minutes until I can finally embrace my wife and child. The arrival of two conceited newlyweds made my journey a complete misery.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had treated myself to a premium economy seat on my fourteen-hour flight. To be honest, every inch of additional legroom matters when you\u2019re looking down the barrel of that many hours in a metal tube.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The man next to me cleared his throat as I got comfortable, feeling quite pleased about my choice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He said, \u201cHey there,\u201d with a smile. \u201cI\u2019m Dave. Listen, I hate to ask, but would you mind switching seats with my wife? We just got married, and, well\u2026 you know.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Have you ever had awful seatmates? Introducing the newlyweds that made my fourteen-hour journey a misery. The jet was mistaken for their honeymoon suite. I thought it was time to create some turbulence of my own to provide a memorable lesson in aviation etiquette when they pushed too far. Love is said to be in…<\/p>\n