The Latest in Those Semi-Unusual Passenger Situations

Just a quick update from the road as I sit in the hotel lobby in San Diego waiting for Van to come pick me up. We're going to brunch, then a quick sightseeing trip at Balboa Park.

Anyway, all three flights were routine last night except for these somewhat out of the ordinary occurrences:

The screeching baby from Saint Louis to Denver, followed by a different screeching baby from Denver to San Diego,

The lady who wanted to change her seat, "Because the guy behind me is really tall and his knees are in my back and if I recline my seat I'll hurt his legs even more." (This in the middle of my drink service, initiating an admittedly thoughtful but way too-long discussion over her options.)

The guy who asked for water............"Oh, no ice, please"........................."Can you add a slice of lemon?"........................."And maybe an apple juice, too?".............."No ice in the apple juice, either, please." (Could you maybe ask for that all at the same time, sir?)

The daddy travelling alone with his infant son and pre-school daughter until midnight San Diego time (and who came with us all the way from St. Louis) who wouldn't let his daughter get up out of her seat upon de-planing time in San Diego until she "stopped that whining." Note that all the other pax were off and the FAs were standing in the aisle, bags at the ready, bodies ready to go to our hotel after three long flights. He said that was her punishment for whining, but did he have to punish the flight crew, too?

And lastly, the Federal Air Marshall who scratched my palm with his finger when I shook his hand. EWWWWWWWW.........what the hell?! (I told my hubby, and we agreed it is ok to be both disgusted and sort of flattered at the same time.) :)