Landed in Denver 20 minutes early and before the door even opened this guy starts barreling down the aisle yelling that he has a connection. I’m already grabbing my bag and he snaps “move I have a connection!”
There was literally nowhere for me to go. He says it again, louder, then tries to climb over me… only to get stuck behind first class anyway. He maybe saved 30 seconds.
Sir, half the plane has a connection. And we were early. It’s not the Hunger Games.
0