Oh, MY! Also brings back memories. In 1980 I was trying to fly back to America from Belize. I had been doing some archaeology excavation. After a few months in the jungle, I ended up very ill, and just wanted to get home. I was sitting at the airport with a standby ticket. There was no way I could be sure to get on the last flight out, but I did. I was seated all the way in the back. There were Cuban and USSR troops all around me. Even though I speak Spanish fluently, I acted dumb. They were trying to get me to change my seat, but I was still nauseous. Without talking, I took out the air sickness bag and opened it up. Everyone around me immediately ceased trying to interact with me. I have used, taken out, the air sickness bag a few more times in my life when someone on a plane just won’t shut up. So far, it has worked every time.
Great! That is now stored away in case I ever need to use it!................