Loud people on Planes

Seriously – who are these people who insist on speaking loudly on planes?

On our flight to Palm Beach Thursday morning, the man and woman sitting across the aisle from me insisted on telling their life stories.  Very, very loudly.  The worst part is, they weren’t even interesting.

If you’re going to speak at such a high volume, be courteous enough to throw in a few salacious stories, whether they’re true or not.  Make your rudeness entertaining, for God’s sake.

They were so loud, my earplugs – which cancel out 22 Decibles of sound – didn’t make a dent in their noise.  I only know they cancel out 22 Db because I couldn’t believe I was still able to hear their BORING stories, so I looked at the back of the package, trying desperately to understand exactly how loudly these morons were speaking.

The funny part was when we landed.  The annoying-as-as-hell woman got on her cell phone (loudly, of course), and called three different people to tell them she’d “come into town last minute“, and “did they want to get together?”.

I looked at V as her first call started and said, “how much do you wanna bet everybody is miraculously busy every day she’s here?“….And that’s exactly what happened.  Loudmouth wasn’t able to find anybody who had even a shred of time to spend with her.  Astounding.

Huh….maybe there is such a thing as Karma.