Speaking from experience as someone who travels six months out of the year, I’ll put my bad-flight stories up against almost anyone’s. Take, for example, a return flight from Mumbai with a layover in Istanbul. On the second leg of the flight, one carefree passenger decided it was the appropriate time to drop ecstasy. As life decisions go, this one ranked pretty low, though I’m sure in the moment our Mile High Raver was feeling quite the opposite. After he lovingly stroked his chagrined seat neighbors, he began to prance down the aisle and around the galleys. The flight attendants could only take so much of this revelry before they had to tackle him to the ground and inject his neck with a sedative.
This was not a great flight for me. I don’t think it ended up being a great flight for this passenger, either, as he was escorted off the plane at JFK in handcuffs. But this flight was unquestionably worse for the flight attendants.
Flight attendants have packed for more than their share of bad flights. By far. And unlike the rest of who get to complain, demand refunds, or be visibly terrified, flight attendants have to remain alert, stoic, and brave AF, even if they are just as annoyed, irate and/or terrified as you are. If you think you’ve been on a bad flight, trust me, they’ve got you topped. Flight attendants’ stories tend to fall into some broad general categories, all of which get even me spooked.