Flight attendants have been known to “crop dust” a passenger they are having a tough time with.
Slightly different. I was seated on a flight when this scraggly dude looking like death warmed over and carrying a trench coat came in and sat in the middle of the guys across from me.
Not long into the flight a horrific stench of vomit floated through the cabin. I looked across the asile the the end guy gave me a dying cow look as the scraggly guy got up, tenchcoat full of vomits and walked up toward the First Class bathroom, leaving vomity footprints all the way.
The female attendant came by and sprinkled coffee grounds along his track, and INSTANTLY, the odor was replaced with that wonderful just-brewed coffee smell.
The guy alongside of me woke up and said, "Hey, that smells good!" I told him "You don't want to know."
I always admired those attendant for what they had to put up with.