Tattle Tale

This past weekend I was in NC for Easter. It was lovely. We went to an indoor trampoline place and it was seriously the funnest thing ever.

So Monday morning I flew back to NYC and I sat next to the most horrendous man. When I got on the plane it was fine, he was elderly, and I had to ask him to move so I could sit by the window. I should've known he was trouble when he asked for my sky mall.

We get to cruising altitude and the flight attendant announces we can listen to portable electronics. I put in my earphones and listen to my music for the next 20 minutes. Then out of nowhere the man sitting next to me leans over and says, "Hon, I hate to do this to you, but you can't use electronics."

Me: She made the announcement that we could.
Him: Nope, you can't use electronics on a plane.
Me: Yes you can, she said it like 20 minutes ago.
Him: (Getting angry) I'm pretty sure you can't, but if you want, you should ask a flight attendant.

To which I gave him this look...

And put my headphones back in. This ticked him off. 

So the flight attendant comes collecting trash and he hails her down and says pointing to me

Him: She can't have that can she?! 

Flight attendant: Can't have what?

Him: An electronic device! You aren't allowed to have that.

Flight attendant: (confused) Yes...I made that announcement that you could turn them on. 

He argues with her and she calmly explains that after a certain altitude it's okay, and when we're descending she'll tell people to turn it off.

He turns to me and says rudely "Well I guess you're right and I'm wrong!" 

My reaction:

And then gives me the whole altitude explanation (as if I hadn't been 8 inches away from their conversation) followed by a "Well, you live and learn!" 

Eventually we start descending and I take out my headphones, and he's supposed to put up his tray table but doesn't. Do I say anything? No, BECAUSE YOU FREAKING WORRY ABOUT YOURSELF. He has a full glass of water on it, and is reading a newspaper. A flight attendant comes over and tells him he needs to put it up. He sees the glass of water, but decides to flip up the freaking table anyway, causing the cup of water to fly over and land all over me. To which he says, "Umm...oops." 

How I felt:

We land, and then he turns to me and says "Welcome to the big apple!" And gets super chatty and friendly and I just sit there and look at him like seriously?

Were you not here for the whole plane ride? Do you not realize that I despise you, and you are someone I hope I never have the displeasure of being next to again? 

Obnoxious. People be cray.

Speaking of cray people - today I went for a run and as I'm walking back from Central Park I see a man in his car, going to town picking his nose. I have an eww reaction, he sees me, freezes, slowly takes his finger from his nose, and puts his hand down, and looks away. I bet he wishes he had tinted front seat windows...