Douch Spotting..

So I arrive at the airport bright and early and coast through the security. It is a little before 0500 in the morning and I am not yet fully awake. I find a nice spot at my gate and set my backpack down and close my eyes for a brief moment.

At this time of morning most of the shops on the concourse are closed and there is very little foot traffic. At the gate were less than ten people and we were all just about in the same tired condition.

Then it happened! Some guy with his teenage daughter sat directly across from me. They had the whole place they could have selected to sit, but no they chose the seats directly in front of mine. Which normally would be no big deal - except today.

The father, in his mid to late forties, and his daughter around 17 sat there and he proceeded to go through his phone mail and loudly talk about every fucking thing. Apparently some of the emails were about his daughters school calender and he felt at 0500 in the morning in a quiet airport was the prime venue to discuss his daughter's schedule.

He was one of those guys who has the bluetooth earpiece permanently affixed to his ear - as if a flood of calls were coming in at 0500! I thought after ten or so minutes he would shut the fuck up - but NO! he kept blathering loudly on and on.

I decided to put my headphones on to drown him out and seconds later a heavy set Mexican lady sat next to me with perfume that was bot extremely sweet smelling and very strong that caused me to leave the area and stand far away from this group.

Ten minutes later they called to load the plane. When they load the plane it is done with certain protocol. The first class people get on first - yea I get it you paid four times too much for your ticket so get on and lets get moving. Next they load the people in the back to front. so that loading can be done smoothly without waiting for too many people to store their overhead luggage and get everyone seated as quickly as possible.

Well, some people do not believe these instructions apply to them and feel they should just board when they feel like it. Case in point, the douche bag father and daughter. They were on row 10 and decided they should board before people in the back of the plane. And they took forever to store their seven pieces of carry on luggage. So much that it filled the overhead for their seat and half of another row.

I swear sometimes I fucking hate stupid people!