Shut Up And Fly

Flying back from Nashville last nite. Good flight - thanks for asking. But what is really making me crazy when I travel by plane is all the chatter over the PA. From the second you get on, for the next 15 minutes they talk and talk and I just want to relax and throw on my ipod.

You know what I mean?

First they tell you how to put on a seat belt. Like why? Everyone knows how to put on a seat belt. Everyone has flown. We get it. For anyone who hasn't flown before, I'm sure the person next to them can show them how to strap in.

Then they show you the oxygen mask - just incase the cabin pressure bonks out. What are the chances of that? Is it a strong possibility?

Then they tell you about the illuminated light strip on the floor in case we go down and the lights aren't working.

And then the floatation device.

And then - the emergency exit that you're sitting next to. I really don't want to be the one who says "ok, we're pulling open the emergency hatch! Hold on to your hats!"

And then, after all that chatter - they do it ALL OVER AGAIN in another language.

Good grief. If the plane is going to crash, we're all gonna pray. Nobody's thinking about the instructions.

When I give my friend a lift in the car, I don't give them a list - seatbelt, airbags, directions for the radio, the heater, the blue tooth - check check. And thanks goodness I only speak one language!

Airplanes. Great to fly. But please, shut up. Let me enjoy the flight - while they little kid sitting behind me wails.