Thu, 2006-03-09 04:02.
so i was on a red-eye flight to new york last night. i was in an emergency exit row (an extra inch of leg room!) so i started flipping through the little comic strip "emergency instructions". being a responsible passenger, knowing the requirements of my seating location. (yes, i am willing and able to assist other passengers leaving the plane. yes i am over 15. yes, i can figure out how to pull that red lever that says "PULL" on it...)
the nervous looking woman seated next to me said "i hope we won't be needing that"
i laughed and made a joke about it.
turns out that she was serious.
as we started to taxi for takeoff, she cinched her seatbelt as tight as she could, and folded her coat on her lap. then she buried her head in her coat and didn't move until we hit 25000 feet. she got up and headed straight for the restroom.
