Have you ever been on a plane and noticed how some travelers jump out of their seats as soon as the plane hits the runway, open up the overhead bins, and start to pull out their bags before a flight attendant has to yell at them to sit their asses down and wait for the plane to stop moving?
Some travelers (I’m not going to mention any nationalities) are more notorious than others for jumping out of their seats and pushing their way to the door before the plane has reached the terminal, but a guy on my flight back to South Korea last Friday took being impatient to a new level: He tried to find an empty seat closer to the door.
About 30 minutes before the plane landed, I got up to use the restroom. When I returned to my seat 33C, there was a man sitting in it. He wasn’t talking to anyone and it didn’t look like he was sitting there to get out of the way of any flight attendants picking up the last of the breakfast trays. He was just sitting there staring straight ahead.
What the fuck, I thought.
“Excuse me,” I said. “I think you’re sitting in my seat.”
He looked up at me dumbfounded and surprised, mumbled something incoherent and returned to his seat about five rows back.
In all fairness, maybe he was confused where his seat was; after all, it was 6:00 in the morning and most of the cabin lights were turned down.
Then again, maybe not. Maybe he really was a seat jumper.
As soon as the plane reached the terminal at Incheon, guess who was out of their seat first and pushing his way to the door?