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... I just tell them I urinate every half hour .... They quickly change their mind.
Could it get to the point that .... the seasoned Frequent Flyer finally gets pi**** off and asks the sincere Frequent Urinator to switch seats ?

ALL is Hypothetical ... but AirLines must surely analyze all scenarios.

Also I can see a fake Frequent Urinator, trying to abuse and milk the system. It gets complicated !!
 
Airlines.Dont.Care.About.You.

Become a problem and they'll give you a solution or stop you from flying. One or the other.
 
The plane is a plane and not a intra city bus or a subte or a sidewalk!

Damn hope so, would probably be a bit too much to have to deal with - in addition to all the well-documented joys of air travel - shit in the aisles, random musical performers popping up for impromptu concerts at any point during the flight, peddlers of chicle/guia T, etc. dropping off samples of their wares on every seat then coming back to retrieve same, etc.
 
Damn hope so, would probably be a bit too much to have to deal with - in addition to all the well-documented joys of air travel - shit in the aisles, random musical performers popping up for impromptu concerts at any point during the flight, peddlers of chicle/guia T, etc. dropping off samples of their wares on every seat then coming back to retrieve same, etc.

For once your post made me genuinely smile, mate! :)
 
Recently flying American to New York City I got up to visit the bathroom and restore my circulation. I was standing in the unattended open kitchen area in the back of the plane when a flight attendant walked down the aisle and confronted me. "Do I go to your house and stand in your kitchen?!!" was the first thing she said to me. It was about 4 am. She was about 60 with heavy makeup. And with a shocking big pile of Phyllis Diller hair standing above her head. All sorts of responses ran through my mind, none seemed appropriate to the insanity of situation. The best I could figure is she was one of the hot AA stewardesses from the 1970's that personnel somehow lost track of and she's been flying around in a low oxygen environment, terrifying passengers ever since.
 
Recently flying American to New York City I got up to visit the bathroom and restore my circulation. I was standing in the unattended open kitchen area in the back of the plane when a flight attendant walked down the aisle and confronted me. "Do I go to your house and stand in your kitchen?!!" was the first thing she said to me. It was about 4 am. She was about 60 with heavy makeup. And with a shocking big pile of Phyllis Diller hair standing above her head. All sorts of responses ran through my mind, none seemed appropriate to the insanity of situation. The best I could figure is she was one of the hot AA stewardesses from the 1970's that personnel somehow lost track of and she's been flying around in a low oxygen environment, terrifying passengers ever since.

Loved your post , mate!

ROFL
 
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