Worse than feet on bulkheads

I was surprised as well. Maybe the pay is so bad she moonlights in a different career at out stations
It looks photoshopped to me.

If you enlarge the picture there’s an anomaly where the hem of the skirt and suspender ‘meet’. Looks like it’s been blended in. The right foot, by the arrow on the emergency sign also doesn’t look quite right!
 
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It looks photoshopped to me.

If you enlarge the picture there’s an anomaly where the hem of the skirt and suspender ‘meet’. Looks like it’s been blended in. The right foot, by the arrow on the emergency sign also doesn’t look quite right!

Could be. Anything is possible on Fakebook.
 
I had Mr Large Personal Space guy take the middle seat in Economy X (VA) yesterday from BNE-SYD. Not a big guy but took up a lot of space with his sharp elbows and full use of his space plus his neighbours. All bustle and flailing limbs on settling in and proceeded to slump with his elbows all over the armrest and into my space as well. Then he pulled out a bag of some sort of strong smelling jerky or biltong and chomped on that for the next bit. I just leaned against the window and pretended I was back on a mountain hike in NZ.
 
Middle aged male made the social faux pax last night of incorrectly deboarding a flight, not waiting for rows in front of his to exit first. At the taxi rank, he tried to jump into a taxi, ignoring 2 women to his left (and arguably starting the queue). I took enjoyment in calling him out and making sure decency prevailed. The next 10 minutes waiting for more cabs to show were rather quiet.
 
Or until do my grumpy old lady routine and tell him to take their feet off the seats. To be fair, I do choose the target audience carefully
On the Frankston line, am not game @VPS 🫣
Train was delayed on the way home as PSO's came on board, searched and removed a few pax.
Chatting to the Train driver afterwards, she said it's a regular occurrence, especially on a Friday afternoon - clearly, I don't get out much!
 
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