“Justice Felt Served That Day”: 40 Brilliantly Petty Ways People Dealt With The Worst Airport Karens

Waiting for flight to board at a major east coast airport. In walks this young, slick, LOUD business kid (early 20’s?) on a conference call, shouting into his Apple ear buds. Drops his bag on the one free seat and starts pacing the floor, up and down the aisle, oblivious to dozens of folks eating lunches, working quietly, babies sleeping. Continues pacing and shouting, “Yup, yup, we’ll upload that into the system .... blah blah jargon jargon acronyms and business [nonsense]” annoying everybody around, making everyone else get out of his way. Folks start giving him the stink eye but his shouting and pacing continue, his circuit widening until he’s walking out of sight, then circling back, still shouting into the air.

After 20 minutes of this, I’m over it. Kid stalks off in a hurried pace, abandoning his backpack for the three or so minutes it takes him to pace the terminal.

So I walk up to a TSA guard and point to the bag “Sir, there’s an unclaimed backpack on that seat!” Then I walk away. TSA starts making announcements, trying to find the owner of the bag, but [jerk] business kid is too oblivious, pacing and shouting. TSA is already removing the bag when he realizes and chases after them. Too late, he’s suspect and he has to follow them out of the terminal for a bag check.

And now it’s quiet again.

On my flight to California on Christmas Day there were about five people overbooked, as the airline company changed the plane we were supposed to be on for a smaller one (probably the smallest plane I have ever been in). There was more stress than usual on this Christmas Day cross country flight and people just wanted to leave the airport. I was sitting down a couple rows behind this lady when an elderly man approaches her and explains that he is supposed to be sitting in her seat. She states that would not move and he would have to deal with it himself.

The man finds a flight attendant showed his boarding pass and explained what was going on. The flight attendant asks the woman to see her boarding pass so that she can try to fix the problem. The woman refuses to give her boarding pass saying that it was her seat and she would not move. The flight attendant then tries to explain to the woman that in order to take off everyone has to be seated and it was possible that there was a mix up. The woman refuses again then continues to ignore the flight attendant.

The flight attendant apologizes to the man and then has him go out to the terminal desk to try to fix the problem. I told the flight attendant that I was sorry that the woman was so difficult and that I appreciate what she does to try and make everyone on the plane happy. She said thank you and then walked away. The man came back onto the plane and the flight attendant who had been helping him showed him to his seat in first class. The flight attendant then came back into coach and leaned down towards the woman and said "It's alright ma'am you have nothing to worry about we found the gentlemen a new seat up in first class. Thank you for your cooperation and Merry Christmas."

The woman was speechless, jaw down to her knees which were cozily snug in our coach seats. The flight attendant looked up and winked at me. I was not involved, but I have never felt as satisfied as when then lady got what was coming for her a good slap in the face from karma (and the flight attendant).

I was flying solo in my early twenties, at a small airport in Europe waiting to pass thru security in the very early morning. Because of the time the line for security was not too long, maybe 20 or so people waiting. I was only travelling with a large backpack. There was only one agent serving the whole line.

There was a couple queued behind me with a big rolling suitcase which they were pushing in front of them. As the line crawled forward and I took a few steps forward to close the gap, the woman pushing her suitcase rammed it into the back of my legs. At first I didn't react because accidents happen and I wasn't injured or anything.

But then it happened again. And again. Every time the line moved and I followed I would get rammed by their suitcase. I was not slowing them down or in their way, I was literally just ahead of them in line. I chose to walk the path of peace and just tried my best to dodge them ramming me, at times just staring at them while they did it. They saw me, they saw me reacting, they just kept doing it. I did not speak the language they did but they were basically muttering and grumbling to each other (I'm assuming they were complaining about the wait). But jesus hurting a random stranger won't speed things up. My best guess is they were trying to bait me into a conflict? Who knows

A few times that they hit me I had looked up at the airport agent and made eye contact. I could tell they saw what was happening between me and these [jerks]. Also, not one person in line had been pulled aside for extra screening.

It was finally my turn to go thru security. I walked thru no problem. Then got the sweet satisfaction of watching the [jerks] behind me get stopped and directed into the extra full search room. In my heart I felt like the airport agent was getting revenge for me :)

i was headed home for the holidays and waiting at the airport departure gate for them to call my section, turned out they had overbooked and i didnt have a seat along with 5-6 other individuals. i wasnt in much of a rush since i was going home to my super religious family for 8 days when i can only handle about 3 with them, the other seatless people were furious!

so we all start walking back to the ticket agent and as we're getting in line a woman pushed past me knocking into my luggage to get in line before me. I didn't say anything and let her get ahead. after the agent took all the verbal [scolding] from the angry travelers it was my turn to reschedule. I approached with a calm, pleasant attitude and even joked around with her.

so after setting up my new flights she asked me to walk over with her to a secluded seating area where she whispered and handed me a full rebate on my ticket, she upgraded all my flights to first class and thanked me. you should always treat people with respect especially in cruddy situations.

So last year I was catching a flight from Berlin to Dublin.

Anyway, for some reason the airport was at a standstill. It was taking 3- 4 hrs just to get through security. EVERY flight was delayed.

In the ensuing confusion people were letting others forward who had a flight that was about to leave. I will mention that people were really really kind. So anyway, they let me through so I could get to security earlier so I could hopefully make my flight. They do this for about 4 of us.

Sooo we get to the front, mind you the 4 for us are going to the same flight. As I am taking my laptop out, this lady and her friend come in front of my but she makes snide remarks and pushes me out of the way (more like a light shove) generally being rude. Now I understand that everyone is stressed with this massive delay but we're going to the same flight and I'm moving as fast as I can.

Anyway they go through before me, in the rukus they caused one of them forgot their laptop in the tray. Security asks if I know who it belongs to and I say no (even though I saw them forget it).

Now as we are walking to our gate they realise that they've lost a laptop and the airport is a mess. I see them start to look everywhere and retracing their steps and asking people around them if they saw the laptop. I just looked at them stress about it and run around like headless chickens. Turns out we were on the same aisle. They were complaining the whole time about how they will have to contact the airport etc to locate the laptop. If they had just been a little kinder I would have let them know they forgot their laptop in the tray.

Remember to practice kindness.

About six months ago, I had a layover in Houston. After deplaning and going through security, I realized my headphones had fallen out of my pocket. I submitted the lost item claim with United and gave the description of the color of the silicon case they had on them, plane info, seat number, the whole thing. I also set it to lost mode and included my phone number to call me. I emailed United a few times, stating I could see they had moved from the plane to what seemed to be the United office space. I now realize, it was probably employee lockers.

After about 24 hours, I saw them go to an apartment building. I watched them go from the apartment building to the airport, back and forth, and tracked the schedule. I gave United the address of the employee, their schedule, and what days they had worked. Surely the home address and schedule was enough to pinpoint who it was, so they could at least deal with it internally. Wasn’t exactly excited to get the AirPods back if they had been wearing them.

United told me that because the AirPods had left the property, they wouldn’t do anything and I had to file a police report with Houston PD. I live in Arizona. They closed my claim.

I use “find my” a lot for various AirTags and things. So, for the last few months, whenever I see my lost headphones with the earbuds out, I hit “play sound” on the earbud and blast the wearer’s ears out. I see them quickly go back into the case.

If they would have called me when they found them, I happily would have sent them a reward, even enough to buy their own basic pair. I understand they are expensive and not everyone can swing a pair.

I am slowly working toward making them go deaf, so no one else loses a set of headphones to them. I think this is the pettiest thing I’ve ever done…

Happened a few days ago… I was boarding a plane in a european city on a short flight (~1h)… when I get to my row I see someone sitting on my seat (window side), I asked him to move and he plays the I-dont-speak-english card and I dont speak their language but I was showing him my boarding pass with my seat number, didnt make any difference … now I’ve never seen a place like this where so many occurrences of people blatantly just not [caring] about sitting arrangements or how queues work, a total mess, cant wait to never go back there again… back to the guy, so I can’t understand the guy and he can’t understand me, so I decide to be the bigger person and instead of making a scene or calling flight attendants I just take the middle seat, another person was already in the aisle seat.

The 1h just flew by (pun very much intended) and when landing, way before we even get to gate and plane is taxiing, the guy gets up and tries to get me and the aisle guy to do the same, he is quickly told by the crew to sit back down and buckle up… so I spot my chance for a petty revenge, it took a few mins for the airport to assign a gate to the plane, so I pretended to fall sleep… I let pretty much every other person in the plane to leave before I “woke up”, slowly get up, pick up my luggage from the overhead compartment and walk in front of him for the whole length of the plane, he was a skinny guy but there is no way he can go past me on those narrow plane corridors.

This happened during my time living in NSW, Australia. If there is one true thing I have learned about traveling it is: do not annoy airport staff! They are the people who decide if you get to board or not; being aggressive, rude, or confrontational to them will get you nowhere!

I was at Sydney Airport, traveling to see family in New Zealand, and was going through the bag check. In front of me, I could see an angry, red-faced businessman who seemed to be stressed and in a hurry. The security person, an Asian woman in her forties, was checking his luggage and the businessman immediately became abusive.

He started yelling “WHY THE H*** ARE YOU LOOKING AT THAT? GET A BLOODY MOVE ON!”

Security #1: “Sir, your luggage was selected for a hand check, so you just need to be patient.”

Businessman: “I HAVE AN INTERNATIONAL FLIGHT LEAVING IN TEN MINUTES! HURRY UP! GOD, I’M SICK OF THIS AIRPORT HIRING THESE IDIOTS!

”Security #2: “Sir… you need to calm down. We are just doing our jobs!”

Instead of calming down, Mr. Businessman predictably became angrier and belligerent towards the staff and of course, started dropping slurs.

Businessman: “I travel through this airport frequently, and it gets worse every time because you keep hiring these [Asian slur]s, and I’m sick of their incompetence! Learn to speak English! I have a flight leaving in ten minutes! I don’t have time for this! Just give me my bag and let me leave! Why is that so hard?!”

Security now looked extremely fed up with this guy, but clearly, they weren’t done with him yet. I noticed that the staff member did her bag check slightly slower than normal. All the while, the man proceeded to throw a tantrum and acted like a spoiled child. At long last, he snatched his luggage away and began to stomp off… only to be stopped for a body search! Immediately, he blew his top again. When I left to walk to my gate, he was still raging and I very much doubt he made his flight.

The moral of this story: while traveling is stressful, it always helps to be patient with staff doing their jobs. Otherwise, you may not make your flight. I’m still baffled about why he was causing so much trouble when he had so little time to make his flight

So I was on this long flight from Brisbane, on a proper sized jet. Lots of people because it was the summer an everyone was either going to or returning from vacation. Unfortunately for this very long flight I was situated behind this brat, he looked about 15 or 16 ish, but certainly didn't act like it. For one thing he'd kick the seat constantly and blast loud, annoying music from his Switch. His dad, apologised and tried to get him to settle down. I just tried to ignore him, hard to do with the kicking an loud music.

They seemed to be having some sort of argument on top of all of this too, like towards the end of the flight, but still with many hours to go. Eventually, his dad has enough an actually tells him to go sit next to me. I roll my eyes but smile an try to be polite, only to be greeted by a grunt from the young man. I'm on the aisle seat, with one of the few free seats next to me by the window. He pushes past as I get out of my seat for him-not saying sorry or excuse me or anything and continues to blast loud music from his Switch an swig from a mountain dew bottle. I politely try an talk to him but he quite literally gives me the finger. Well, he's been already finished mountain dew bottle an git into a second, it was the inly drink available at the store where we departrd-after we went through security an had to toss put all liquids. So, I put my rucksack by where he could atleast try an squeeze past an put my tray table down. Then pretend to sleep, with my earpods in, listening to a podcast. Later, he gets up an is like "move, I need the bathroom ", I pretend not to hear him. He tries to shove past but dad is like "don't you dare push past someone sleeping, sit back down or you are in so much trouble when we land".

He whines but sits back down, probably regretting drinking all that mountain dew. The next hour I could hear him squirming. As soon as the seatbelt sign chimed, I was suddenly roused from sleep an asked him pleasantly if he had a good flight. He was literally holding himself an looking uncomfortable, the phrase 'back teeth floating' comes to mind. He whines about needing to go, bad. I say it's unfortunate the seatbelt sign is on. Now, the sign is on, but there's still drinks out, and I still have a plastic glass and a bottle of water, I slowly pour out my water in front of him-making a real show of it an take a rather noisy drink.

When the plane finally landed he was crossing his legs tight. It took ages to off board everyone and I spent a few minutes chatting to the dad as the plane emptied out. All the while the boys sitting there looking uncomfortable. When we finally got to enter the terminal, he was carrying hand luggage an walking awkwardly. I lost track of them by that point, but I did notice the huge lines for passport control and the distinct lack of bathrooms until you entered the main terminal.

A few years ago my college sports team was flying out for a competition. We were flying out of our own town which has notoriously quick and easy airport experiences for those of us who know it well. When flying alone it’s generally no sweat to show up only an hour before, or even less, but this is ALWAYS a risk in all airports even the small ones. Our team of 20 people showed up for our early flight 2 hours beforehand, which in my opinion is still cutting it close in a lot of cases. When we get there we can see immediately a long line out of security which is not normal at all for this airport. We all have to check our bags and get into line where every once in awhile an employee would walk through the line asking people to look at their tickets for TSA Pre-check, which means you basically get to go straight through the security line.

While we were waiting an unusually long time we started to pick up on a lot of different people in front and behind us that are all about to miss the same flight. Some people are clearly anxious and asking the employees what’s going on. Unfortunately about 20 people behind my team and I is a Karen.

Karen’s flight leaves in 30 minutes and I note the fact that she is behind us in line which means she probably just showed up only a half an hour before her flight leaves...insanity. For the next 30 minutes Karen is pushing past people (some of them are on the same flight as her) without asking any sort of permission. Karen is also yelling loudly this whole time at any employee she sees about how they are incompetent, need to let her through, etc. She is also demanding that they need to open up the other security lanes so more people can go through faster (obviously TSA guidelines aren’t a thing to this Karen). So finally Karen literally pushes her way through the line to about 5 people away from where my team is waiting and there is no way we are letting her through.

This is when I decided to get a little more revenge for all those poor employees and all the other nice and respectful people waiting there. Being at the back of the line, my friend and I tell the few people in between the Karen and ourselves that they can skip ahead of our whole team because they’re also on the flight that Karen is about to miss. They go through and finally Karen gets there expecting for us to let her through too...HA! We told her that she was very rude to the employees and we weren’t going to let her pass. She tried to shove past us which was hilarious. She huffed and puffed behind us and was mumbling a bunch of stuff about us the whole rest of the way through the line.

SO we are FINALLY about three people away from where our IDs are checked. Karen has finally stopped yelling at every single possible employee that comes by because we are so close to the front. Remember when I mentioned earlier the employee who comes by to remind us to look for TSA Pre-Check on our boarding passes? WELL TURNS OUT KAREN WAS YELLING OVER OR AT THIS GUY THE WHOLE TIME AND NEVER GOT THE INFO AND WHEN SHE FINALLY STARTED ACTUALLY LISTENING TO THE PEOPLE WHO WORK THERE SHE FOUND OUT SHE COULD’VE SKIPPED THE ENTIRE LINE FROM THE VERY BEGINNING OF THIS STORY. AMAZING. I swear some people laughed out loud when she went, “Oh...I have that!”

I was not the vengeful airline gate agent, nor was I the [jerk], I was just a witness, but it was beautiful to behold.

This happened in the late 1980's, before the internet was everywhere, before cell phones and before the post 9/11 hyper security when you could arrive at a smaller airport an hour before your flight and be on time.

My parents lived in SW Michigan in the eastern time zone and at the time, the cheapest airport nearby was South Bend, Indiana, which is in the central time zone...sometimes, but does not observe daylight savings time, so for part of the year, the clocks in Indiana are the same as the clocks in MI. Confused? I was.

So I'm flying back to LA through Chicago and show up at the South Bend airport for my flight to Chicago at 7:00 am with what I thought was an hour to spare. Typical of a small airport, there was only one agent checking people in, so I wait, but I have an hour. The guy in front of me is at the counter and starts speaking loudly and angrily at the agent, who explains that he's not an hour early, but the flight he's supposed to be on is on the runway taking off. He completely loses his mind and starts yelling at this poor woman, venting his rage on her as she tells him the next flight to Chicago with an available seat is at 9:00 pm that night. He's cursing her, the airline, the state of Indiana and really just throwing a tantrum.

As I'm watching this, I realize that I've made the exact same mistake and missed my flight just like this clown.

After he storms off in his dark rage-cloud, I approach the counter and tell the agent, "Look, I made the same mistake as that guy, but I know it's my mistake, I'm not going to throw a fit about it."

"OK, Mr DLS3141."

She starts typing stuff into the computer and prints out boarding passes, hands them to me, giving me directions to the bus terminal in the airport.

"This ticket is for the bus to the Chicago airport, it leaves in 20 minutes. When you get there, these are your boarding passes for your flight to LA, you should have plenty of time to make that flight."

I thanked her profusely and went on my way. I was across the country and home before that guy even boarded his flight to Chicago.

EDIT: I forgot to add that for the flight to LA, she had bumped me up to first/business class.

TL;DR - Guy is late for flight, acts like a jerk, gets to spend all day in the airport.

We had to pick up a relative at the airport a few years ago.

As we waited in the baggage claim area, a guy in his mid-30s was pulling his suitcases off the carousel.

One by one he compared the little labels stapled into his ticket folder with the labels on the suitcases... and one at a time he tore off the paper luggage ID tags and stickers. He finished by tossing them on the floor about five feet from a garbage can, grabbing his bags and arrogantly stalking out.

I pointed him out to my hubby as he was tearing off the tags and tossing them on the floor. Hubby said, "Hey, Buddy! there's a garbage can right there!"

The guy completely ignored him.

And as he disappeared through the automatic doors into the Spring evening, I carefully gathered up all his luggage tags. Every little bit and piece. Even the skinny little elastics that had held them on the suitcase handles.

Since his name and address were so legibly printed, there was only one thing to do.

I brought them home.

And the next day, I wrote him a little note.

"Ha ha, [jerk]. Now you have to throw them away."

I sealed it all into an envelope and mailed it to him.

For some ironic airport-profiling context: he's a young, college-aged white guy in shorts. I'm a brown woman in winter gear silly with pompoms. He's sitting in my gate but we're not on the same flight. Mine boards in like 20. A few minutes after I sit down (in a seat he'd made almost unreachable with his big, exposed, unwinterized legs), he asks if I'll watch his bags for a sec.

I know this isn't good practice but I usually say yes anyway, since 99.99999% of people really do need to use the bathroom and there's no harm in doing a solid while THEY do a solid. I said sure but pointed out that my flight boarded soon. He said yeah yeah, he'd be back in a sec.

He left and I went back to scrolling my phone. I didn't time it exactly but eventually, my flight started boarding, and it was a tiny one so it boarded fast. Now I'm in a pickle, but I'm also mad because where the [hell] is this guy? At this point it's been at least 15, 20 minutes or more -- more than enough time to do #1 or #2, grab food, do whatever. It's the F gates at O'Hare so everything is really close together. Even when I do this I make sure to head back as soon as possible just out of courtesy (not to mention that airports expressly DON'T want people doing this). Yet if I walk off and leave the bags unattended, they'll get confiscated and he'll have to do a song and dance to get them back, probably missing his flight.

I made the call: I told the gate agent I'd been watching the bags and the owner hadn't returned. She said fine, the police would pick them up. I boarded my flight and we're about to take off. He's probably cursing me at the gate right now.

If he had diarrhea or an extremely premature heart attack or some real reason to delay, I ask his forgiveness in heaven. But who knows? Maybe I stopped the next neckbeard airport bomber. In any case, I let my petty flag fly today.

This morning, I was walking between terminals in the Minneapolis airport. A bunch of us got stuck behind a group of 8 teenage girls slowly walking side by side. Side by side, 8 deep! I fly over 100 times a year, but I'd never seen anything like this - a human traffic jam caused by 8 oblivious idiots. 8 obliviots.

More than two dozen people and an airport cart driving an elderly woman frustratedly walked behind them. They ignored people's polite requests of "excuse me", angry pleas of "I have a flight to catch!" and even the beeping of the cart. And this was not a mall or a park - this was an airport, where delaying someone else by even a minute can destroy their day.

Meanwhile, they loudly gabbed about what cute boys they liked - as if sticking to script from an Archie comic. While they physically blocked the entire hallway, they were emotionally two-dimensional.

Finally, the hall widened enough for us to walk around them. I hung back and let everyone else go ahead of me, as I had some leeway before my connecting flight. As the mess cleared, I walked by the gaggle, then stopped in front of them, turned around, and said, "I think it's wonderful that there are still teenage girls willing to hang out with a friend who is clearly so much uglier than the rest of the group". And then I kept walking.

I didn't even get to the end of the hall before I heard them fighting about who I meant.

For the sake of the people on whatever flight they're eventually on, I hope they're now giving each other the silent treatment.

TLDR: You want to ruin 20 people's days? I will ruin your entire vacation. And perhaps the rest of high school.

A friend said this was a good place to tell my story. A while ago I was working at an airport. I was taking valet bags on the jet bridge.
The gate agent is just finishing up when a customer walks up and hands it to the gate agent. The gate agent informs him that the plane was full up and he would need to valet check his bag. Me and my coworker see him get all argumentative and go out and stand behind her asking if something is wrong. He complained to me that he should be able to take his bag on. I told him there was no more room on the plane and that we would valet his bag for no charge. He then says fine in a pissed tone. And walks to the jet bridge and with out looking just dumps his bag on the floor in front of my coworker who had gone back to the jet bridge to deal with the rest of the bags. I see him completely ignore the flight attendant like she didn't even exist.
I'm a very nice guy and rarely confrontational. I deal with a lot of people being [jerks] but I don't care. What I don't tolerate though is when you are rude to my coworkers. They are nice and lovely people.
So to get back at him I noticed his valet tag conveniently fell off his bag. The bag won't get lost but it won't make it back onto the jet bridge with the other bags and will be sent to the terminal per protocol. I would have liked for the bag to have gotten lost but I'm not that mean. Hope he learns his lesson.
Tl;dr: don't be a jerk to your flight crew or your bags might get lost.

A few years back my sister and I were traveling through Paris to Rome with my 7 and 4 year old nephews for a trip to Italy. When we landed in Paris there was a very long walk from the landing gate and customs to our gate. When we finally got to our gate area it was very crowded. My 7 year old nephew at the time needed to sit. He has blade prosthetics and they were getting tight and needed replacing soon. Plus, the air travel makes his legs swell a bit. Anyway, we get to the gate and he needs to sit and we're trying to contain the wild 4 year old too. I approach a women seated between 2 empty seats and ask her politely if she could please move one seat over so the boys could sit together, pointing at my nephews legs telling her he needs to sit. She absolutely refused and I think she thought we would look elsewhere for seats together, but I turned to my sister and sis proceeds to sit one of the boys on each side of her. The boys were really excited and bouncing all over the place. I ran to the restroom and by the time I got back my sister was seated between the boys. I think it took only about 1 minute for the woman to realize her mistake of sitting between 2 excited little boys. My sister said she left pretty quickly. I saw the woman again as we boarded the plane and she wouldn't make any eye contact with me.

So I didn’t have the petty revenge, but I was a witness and participant.

So today I went to Mouseland, and was there early because I was staying at the Mouse House hotel. Everyone was there at 6 am or earlier, with the doors opening at 7, (park opened at 8), and if you stayed at the hotel, you got to enter at 7:30 am.

So at 7 they start letting people through, and like the airport everyone has to go through security. So all the cast members here have the city they are from on their name tags. As the security member is looking through my back pack, he asks me where I’m from.

I’ve lived in many places, and apparently so has he, and we start talking about places we’ve both lived as he continues to look through my bag.

So he’s still looking through, and the woman behind us says out loud “that’s nice but there’s a long line and we’ve been waiting.”

I turn to say sorry, and before I can say anything the security member talks louder and keeps talking about where he’s lived with a smile. He’s telling me about the weather in places, favorite restaurant, parks, and all this with a smile on his face while talking to me and ignoring her. Again she says “Some people are in a hurry,” and he just keeps ignoring her.

My bag is checked now, but he’s holding it, and with a smile asks just keeps going. The girl is now looking really annoyed, and as he’s handing my bag over, he says “you know, I might have missed something, let me check one more time to be safe.”

He spends another 30 seconds looking through, then hands it over and wishes me a Merry Christmas. As I’m walking away I look back and he’s having her completely empty bag, so he can check it with a big smile.

Pettiest revenge in the least sad place in the world.

I bartend at the airport. This happened last night, and it felt absolutely glorious. The security line through tsa was insane, there is an "employee" line, but it's mixed in with the regular line, hard to explain, but it's basically not any faster, if you will. After me and a coworker had already been waiting 25 minutes, we finally hit the front of the line. Two employees apparently thought they were more important than everyone else, and cut in front of us. I was furious. I remembered their faces. We have hot grab and go burgers and sandwiches at my store, and what we don't sell at the end of the night, we usually walk around and hand them out to employees or random people flying out. One of the line cutters came up 20 minutes after close, and we had like 30 hot sandwiches left. She asked if she could order food still, and I said we were closed. She says, "What are you going to do with those sandwiches?" I replied, "That's up to my manager." She told me I better find out fast because her break is almost over. I was counting my till, and had just finished it. I told her I couldn't ask until I finished counting my till. I recounted it 6 times until she left. Then I bagged up all the sandwiches and handed them out to every single other airport employee I could find, with a smile, like I was Santa Clause. Take that you line cutting jerk.

At the Southwest gate to board, we all were lining up per our spots in line (I was B6, my husband was seated as he was C7). A very overweight couple in their late 20s/early 30s were lined up right behind me, standing in a way to prevent people from lining up directly in front of them.

I noticed their tickets said B27 and B28 because people around us looked confused when trying to line up where the rest of the upper Bs should be and this couple was obviously in their spots. I figured they didn't know where they were supposed to be and I told them "Oh, I think you guys are supposed to be farther back." They ignored me. I figured they were still confused and said, "Southwest has a policy where you line up where the numbers are displayed" and they both glared at me and the man said tersely "We know how it works."

We all board the plane with the woman at the gate letting them on despite the fact these [jerks] are obviously cutting in line. Lo and behold, they slide into the row across from us. I'm saving the middle seat for my husband and this spaced out, heavily perfumed lady slides into the aisle seat on our row. I'm watching the other flyers make their way into their seats and I notice her perfume is so strong my nose starts to hurt. My husband has fairly severe asthma and strong scents can make his allergies and asthma flare up (I can't wear perfume, lotions, etc) so I asked this woman if she wouldn't mind moving across the aisle to the cutter couple's row. She shrugs and sits next to the cutting couple as my husband comes over and sits in the aisle seat.

There actually weren't many people after him, so we had the middle seat empty for the duration of the 4 hour flight, while the linecutters had the spaced out lady nodding off with them throughout the flight.

tl;dr: [jerks] cut in line at gate, I send a heavily perfumed person to their row so they can enjoy the company of inconsiderate others.

I was a frequent flyer with British Midland and completely alone in their lounge waiting for my flight. Smoking was allowed then in certain areas so I lit up. In came a woman who gave me a dirty look and verbally [scolded] me for smoking - I said nothing but pointed to the sign ok’ing this and she had a fit - I ignored her. She got out her mobile and made a call. As I was leaving to get my flight she was the only person in the lounge. I pointed to a beautifully placed sign in her area and said “no mobile phones there.” Her brain exploded.