Airplane flights are democratic: anyone can get them. But in today’s story, a culinary clash in the middle of the sky was the main protagonist. Inevitable complaints and a question: was he wrong for eating a burger next to a vegetarian person? Let’s find out. He explained the situation. This is happening right now, and the lady sitting next to me is glaring daggers at me while making passive-aggressive comments under her breath. I have an 8-hour flight with a short connection.
The 1st flight only served a small cracker pack, and the 2nd will be the same. During the connection, I only had barely enough time to run from one end of the airport to the other. Once I got to my connecting gate, I found out I had enough time to order food but not eat it. I checked with the gate agent to see if I could bring food on board, and she happily reassured me that I could. I went and got a burger, fries, and a drink.When I was allowed to put the tray down, I did and started to eat.
