Cooper for President
Socially Retarded Behavior on an Airplane

Airline travel has become so affordable over the past 20 years, any moron with a (secured) credit card can fly. This is a good thing, but it does have its drawbacks. The airlines have become the modern-day smelly Greyhound busses, and people of all stripes need to stop being so goddamn socially retarded. Here are the behaviors I'm tired of:
 
(Tall, bald men): Sitting in the seat in front of me and immediately putting your seat all the way back upon liftoff (so that your bald head is practically in my lap). The in-flight meal is unappetizing enough without having to stare at your chrome dome for two hours. I'm now forced to carry a bic lighter with me, just so I can give these 'tards a "hot head."
 
(Parents): Taking your loud, screaming infant ANYWHERE on an airplane. This is nothing more than child abuse (and the rest of the flying public is sick of you). It's one thing if you MUST take the little bastard to go see grandma before she croaks. It's quite another when grandma is 40 years old, and is in top physical condition. We're on to you, so just stop it.
 
Being a "Bin Hog." - The next person that tries to clog my storage space with their guitar, skis, golf clubs, or ten bags of shopping is going to be in for a rude awakening, because it's going right on the floor. Stop being so self-centered.
 
(Women): Applying fingernail polish or nail polish remover when you're sitting next to me. Unless you want to DRINK the shit, keep it in your purse.
 
(Assholes): Using your cell phones when you're not supposed to. Using a cell phone doesn't make you "important." News Flash - EVERYBODY HAS ONE. Stop trying to impress everyone. Even with that Nokia, you're STILL white trash.
 
(Everybody) Talking (loudly) about deeply personal issues (or anything for that matter). Unless you're a hottie sex addict lamenting the fact that you don't know anybody in town, please don't start up a conversation with me. I don't care who you're going to see or why. Are you traveling on business or pleasure? I really couldn't care less...
 
(Parents): Letting your little bastard run up and down the aisle and kick the back of my seat. And if the little 'tard stands up in his chair and starts dropping Cheerios out of its mouth (into my personal space) he's going to get the spanking that you're incapable of giving. I don't let my children do this (not that they would want to), and the rest of the passengers hate your stinking guts. Stop being such a mongoloid, non-parent and tell your kid to sit the fuck down.
 
(Businessmen): Ordering a Bloody Mary at 8:00 AM. It's bad enough that you're a hopeless drunk, but do you really need to ADVERTISE it???
 
(Fat people): Spilling over into my seat. If you weight 300 lbs, buy two tickets, Butterbean. Any love handle that creeps over into my space is going to be scalded with hot coffee.
 
(Fussy Eaters and Vegetarians): Ordering a special meal. Look. It's a fucking airplane. We all know the food sucks, so just grow up for once. They have two choices: Almost Chicken and Kinda Beef. If you don't like either (most people don't) then you should have bought something in one of the numerous restaurants and snack shops back at the terminal.
 
Treating the flight attendants like your personal chef. There's nothing worse than some rich, first-class shitheel ordering a flight attendant around like his personal secretary. Actually, I take that back. The people in COACH who do this are much worse.
 
Falling asleep and snoring (on a one-hour flight).
 
Storing your carry-on bag in an overhead bin THREE ROWS BEHIND YOU. Not only are you taking up other people's space, you will hold everyone up when it's time to de-plane. Check your fucking bags.
 
Having B.O., wearing too much perfume, or farting.
 
This is by no means a complete list. If there are any flight attendants or frequent fliers reading this, please feel free to contribute.
 
.....Now get back to work.

(C) 2004, Cooper for President