There is one particular part of flying that really gets on my wick. Don’t get me wrong, I love flying. I love almost every aspect of it. Delays don’t particularly annoy me. Having to sit around for two hours ahead of check in are fine. Queues are all part of the process and don’t upset me. But one thing really does. And it is a really really silly thing. I admit that. But last week, having done four flights I was having to bite my fist.
What is it that is I am rabbiting on about on Ranty Friday this week? Well let me tell you. You know that moment when the wheels touch down? When the cabin crew say:
Good morning and welcome to London. The local time is 05.10am and the temperature is 4 degrees. Please remain seated until the aircraft has come to a complete stop and the Captain has turned off the seat belt sign
And at that exact moment, whilst the plane is still taxi-ing everybody stands up. And starts opening overhead cabins, grabbing all their belongings before STANDING IN THE AISLE FOR TWENTY MINUTES.
Why? Why do people feel the need to stand up and do this only to then stand up for ages as the steps are brought to the plane etc? The plane is still moving, it could jolt and make everybody fall over like dominos.
Sit the hell down people.