Things at the Aeroporte that Annoy You

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People who go through the metal detector with their jewelry on, then hold up the line while they take it off.
 
Lazy dumbshits who get on the moving sidewalks and just stand there, blocking the entire thing.

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The people who are determined to never check their bags and bring the ridiculously oversized Samsonite roll-case around with them all over the airport and then proceed to take the entire overhead bin when you board the plane.

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The people who are determined to never check their bags and bring the ridiculously oversized Samsonite roll-case around with them all over the airport and then proceed to take the entire overhead bin when you board the plane.

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that's me! :cheers:

fuck checking shit in. you lose it, it takes forever to get it in baggage claim and adds 30 min to check in. I pack up to a week in a rolling bag.
 
that's me! :cheers:

fuck checking shit in. you lose it, it takes forever to get it in baggage claim and adds 30 min to check in. I pack up to a week in a rolling bag.

If you're traveling for business, I get it. But when I see an entire family with their little rolling bags going around the airport, it's a little ridiculous.

There's a reason why the airlines have restrictions on carry-on bag sizes. And nobody wants to be stuck behind the moron in the security checkpoint line while they paw through their luggage looking for their little zip-loc bag of <4 oz. toiletries.

-Pop
 
If you're traveling for business, I get it. But when I see an entire family with their little rolling bags going around the airport, it's a little ridiculous.

There's a reason why the airlines have restrictions on carry-on bag sizes. And nobody wants to be stuck behind the moron in the security checkpoint line while they paw through their luggage looking for their little zip-loc bag of <4 oz. toiletries.

-Pop

Its probably been at least 6-7 years since I've checked anything in domestically, even for leisure. Its just such a bitch to add the extra time and waiting at the aeroporte. I'm pretty quick through security...usually from my apartment to the gate in 15 minutes. if you're gone for a week, you don't need to bring that much shit with you.

I've recently changed to a duffel bag though, which is a bit more compact for traveling.

http://www.onebag.com/
 
and they've never checked my zip lock, don't even use it. all i have is a mini-tube of toothpaste and cologne though.
 
this is my current setup. want a nicer bag for my documents and computer...ballistic nylon sucks.
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Its a Filson bag, there's a store in the Pearl...pretty good shit. Obviously I can't bring suits with that though, I can wear one with...but not multiple ones..but I really don't wear suits that much.
 
oh, I hate how they have metal dividers between seats so I can't lie down and sleep at the gate.
 
I'll go with airport related:

People that put their fucking seat all the way back knowing I have no room to begin with, especially when I'm trying to eat.

I had one guy that took up his seat and half of mine (i was in the middle) and required me to raise my arm rest so that he could fit, and he had to get two seat belts. This was a six hour ride, and the worst of my life. If felt like planes trains and automobiles.
 
I'll go with airport related:

People that put their fucking seat all the way back knowing I have no room to begin with, especially when I'm trying to eat.

I had one guy that took up his seat and half of mine (i was in the middle) and required me to raise my arm rest so that he could fit, and he had to get two seat belts. This was a six hour ride, and the worst of my life. If felt like planes trains and automobiles.

Were his dogs barking?

TP&A is one of my favorite movies of all time, mostly because I'm more Steve Martin than John Candy.
 
I'll go with airport related:

People that put their fucking seat all the way back knowing I have no room to begin with, especially when I'm trying to eat.

I had one guy that took up his seat and half of mine (i was in the middle) and required me to raise my arm rest so that he could fit, and he had to get two seat belts. This was a six hour ride, and the worst of my life. If felt like planes trains and automobiles.

still beats sitting next to talkative old people. uggh.

:sigh:
 
ADP, if you're looking for something that can carry a couple suits/shirts...
http://www.skyroll.com/
I take this and a laptop bag and get a 4-day conference's worth of stuff.
 
The TSA.

barfo
 
ADP, if you're looking for something that can carry a couple suits/shirts...
http://www.skyroll.com/
I take this and a laptop bag and get a 4-day conference's worth of stuff.

do they fit in the sizers? airports are getting more shitty on that.

oh yeah, that's another thing I hate...the sizers...some of them are smaller than the 22x14x9 dimensions of rollers.

saw the dimensions...i think international carryon is 20".
 
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I hate when I have to check in on international, they have the slowest fucking people ever sometimes they ignore you...can't check in with the kisosks and etickets even if you're only doing carry on.


hate the system where you check into the computer then have to wait for someone to call you to check your bags in.



another thing that annoys me is when you have to take those stupid fucking buses around..the airplane drops you off and then you have to board a bus.
 
Assigned seating. People bitch about Southwest's "cattle car" system, but at least if you check in early you are guaranteed not to be sitting between two fat dudes or the talkative geezer.

Back in my single days I'd actually time it so that I'd be the last guy to board on the "A" group or early in "B" group. By that point there's bound to be at least one hottie sitting by herself. You've then got a 2 hour flight to figure to hit on her.
 
Now that I'm happily married, I also hate guys who try to hit on my wife on the plane. Come on, I'm sitting right there.
 
this is my current setup. want a nicer bag for my documents and computer...ballistic nylon sucks.
3408367217_b0cd9fe973.jpg

3409176698_4846e7a03c.jpg

3409177548_0efa3a9029.jpg


Its a Filson bag, there's a store in the Pearl...pretty good shit. Obviously I can't bring suits with that though, I can wear one with...but not multiple ones..but I really don't wear suits that much.

that's the shit. repped for rocking filson.
 
The only thing that irritates me at all about airports is the useless, cowardly, and unconstitutional infringement of my rights by "Homeland Insecurity" flunkies, which is why I never fly if I can reach my destination in a car.
 
Greatest trip on an airplane, was my senior year in high school, got placed on the plane next to a Denver Bronco's cheerleader. Extremely nice, I was completely hung over/drunk still from the night before and it was an early morning flight, I was pretty obnoxious and trying to flirt with her the entire time. She was cool about the whole thing, but I had a blast. She was actually a mormon who grew up in Salt Lake and taught in elementary school.

All my other times I've traveled seem the exact opposite.
 
Out of curiosity Maris, what's "driving range" for you? Before we were married, my wife would take regular drives from Sacramento to Portland or Disneyland. 8 to 12 hour drives. For me, that's about 6 hours too long unless it's a bona fide road trip.
 
I'm not Maris, but I've found driving range varies inversely with age. In my misspent youth, I wouldn't think twice about driving clear across the country for nothing more than a party or to see some girl. Now a drive of more than 20 miles is a long haul.

On the other hand, I now don't think twice about flying clear across the country for a party or to see some girl.

barfo
 
I wouldn't think twice about driving clear across the country for nothing more than.....to see some girl.

I'll be experiencing that in about 3 weeks. She happens to be my grand-daughter. :wub:
 

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