I’m a nervous flyer. I work the codes to keep my mind off of “what was that” Once they seated a panicky lady next to me. She was almost in my lap. I told her look..let me show you something. She looked at me incredibly and told me she could not even concentrate about something like that on the ground. She needed comforting so I reluctantly put my magazine down. “What was that noise”? My husband leaned over and whispered in my ear”will you and your friend both get off my lap?”
LOL!!!!!
Sounds like my last commercial flight. I was tired, a bit hung over and just wanted to sleep on the flight. An attractive young lady sat beside me. Ordinarily I would have liked it, but not this time. I needed sleep.
She told me it was her first flight ever. She asked if she could hold my hand for comfort. I nodded and tried to get comfortable. When we headed down the runway on the takeoff run she was crushing my hand. When the landing gear was raised and locked she nearly broke it, asking what that loud noise was. I told her and again tried to get to sleep. Every time the engine pitch changed or we banked she squeezed again. She talked continually and I’d mumble yes or no. When I realized she really was terrified I forced myself awake and paid attention to her.
When we landed and shut down she kissed my cheek and thanked me.