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What's your worst flight experience?
I changed my ticket, which took about three hours because the agency had a tough time finding an empty seat on any flight going out.
My emergency leave approval authority was in the field, and that took about five hours to get his signature.
I missed the first flight, and it took about six hours before I could find another.
I had a perfect aisle-and-bulkhead seat on the near-full plane--then a lady and her baby showed up and I was asked to trade seats. Oh, and it's a 12 hour flight from Seoul to Seattle.
My new seat was in the middle of the middle row, and the guy in front of me was determined to recline his seat as far as possible while the elderly lady behind me was determined to keep her knees extended so I couldn't recline my seat at all.
The man to my left must have weighed 300 lbs, easy, and had a slight malodor.
The man to my right had a broken video display. He asked if I minded if he watched mine with me. Even though I had no intention of watching the thing at all, I said sure. He proceeded to watch movies for the entire flight, all the while leaning in real close so he could see the screen.
I became so irritated I actually tried to buy a First Class seat inflight. The credit card system was down and they wouldn't give me the seat on faith. It was exceptionally funny when one of the attendants came to me two hours from Seattle to tell me the system was back up if I was still interested in buying a seat.
Also, I had a cold and had pulled my hamstring in the gym that morning.
I got to Seattle and my flight to Fairbanks was cancelled; the next flight had a nine hour layover, and I missed the actual birth.
About 27 hours after I left Seoul, I pulled in at the hospital.
Oh, I forgot. Remember that cold I had? Every time I'd cough the a+*%$~! in front of me--the one who reclined his seat so far he was virtually in my lap, remember?--he'd bounce in his seat and make disaffected noises. I guess I was bothering his f&%&ing beauty sleep.
Unfortunately a rather typical one for me. Get on plane. Have ears go into fits during takeoff causing screaming pain and vomiting. Hit turbulence midway. More vomiting. I don't know why I even need a seat because after you go through a couple airsickness bags they pretty much ask you to spend the rest of the flight in the bathroom anyways. Ear infection follows. I hate flying.
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I'm reporting to my first duty station, taking the red eye from JFK to Heathrow. I had already had a 29 hour lay over at JFK and not enough money to get a hotel, so I was grouchy to begin with. Then for the whole seven hours this little kid sits behind me and sings the I love you song from Barney while kicking my seat. As soon as I hit the bus that was taking us to Lakenheath, I was out. I woke up long enough to get through the main gate and check in at the barracks, and then I crashed for the next 26 hours. I didn't even wait long enough to take anything off but my shoes.