RANDOM SHIIET October 4, 2026

45 Shocking Moments When Rude Passengers Met Their Match Mid-Flight—and Didn’t See It Coming

Was I wrong? Didn’t know how to get the point across not to keep shaking my seat after many failed attempts.

IndependentClub1117 , gstockstudio Report

For example, with regard to seating assignments, if you’re stuck in the middle seat, you are generally entitled to both armrests. But if you snooze, you’ll lose them to your seatmates.

Meanwhile, if you’re in the middle or window seat, give your seatmates a polite heads-up if you plan to go to the bathroom pretty often. They’ll need to get up to let you pass, after all.

I (33F) just got off a 7 hour cross country flight and I wanted to share this story before I go pass out. I was flying Southwest so there are no assigned seats and I was in B boarding group. I went towards the back of the plane so I could get an aisle seat since I’m fairly tall. It was a completely full flight so I knew there would be someone sitting next to be. Enter Entitled Karen (EK). She had waited to check in so she was at the back of the C boarding group. She was pissy because at first she couldn’t find anywhere to put her massive roller bag and the flight attendants were trying to get her to gate check it. Then she came up to my row and I thought “great, she’s gonna take the middle seat”. The following dialogue (to the best of my sleepy recollection) occurred:

EK: Move!

OP: what?

EK: I paid for an aisle seat and you are sitting in my seat.

OP: (more confused) what??

EK: (practically screaming) I SAID I PAID FOR AN AISLE SEAT AND YOU ARE SITTING IN MY SEAT

OP: This is Southwest, there are no assigned seats

EK: Are you stupid, I said I need the aisle seat.

OP: I can get up to give you the middle seat if you want

I stupidly thought that was the end of it when a flight attendant came over and asked her to take a seat. I got up to let her into the row and she immediately sat down in the aisle seat. I tried to protest to the flight attendant but EK kept loudly saying she paid for an aisle seat (I know Southwest is switching to assigned seating soon but they haven’t implemented it yet).

Now our flight was already delayed 30 minutes and I could see all the other passengers looking at me as if trying to say “please just let her win, we want to get there as fast as we can”. I looked at the flight attendant and she gave me a pleading look as if to also say “please just give her this, we want to get out of here.” So, being the fairly passive person I am, I stepped over her (she wouldn’t get up to let me in) and sat in the middle seat.

Now, I may be passive, but I also am petty. I am also really gassy on airplanes. Normally I try to contain it and go to the restroom when it gets bad enough and just let it rip there. But I was pissed at EK and, frankly, pissed at everyone else on the plane for letting her get away with it.

So I decided that I was just going to let ‘er rip all 7 hours of the flight. I put on my headphones (over the ear) and started passing gas about 1 hour into the flight. And lucky for me (and unlucky for everyone else) they were particularly stinky. Every time I would toot she would sniff, smell it, then shoot dirty looks at me. I just ignored her and just kept listening to my music and reading my kindle.

At about hour 5 she had enough and hit the call button to ask to move. The flight attendant told her we were fully booked and there is nowhere to move her to. EK looked even more pissed but I guess she had seen enough of the internet to know if she threw a fit she would get arrested when we landed. When we did land (since we were near the back) I gave it one more silent but deadly toot to seal the deal and let her bathe in my stink for a couple more minutes.

Do I feel bad that I ruined her flight? No. Do I feel bad that I stank up my row? Now. And also, for the first time ever I didn’t have gas pains nor did I need to rush to the bathroom immediately after getting off my flight.

Next time, check in early like the rest of us plebeians and maybe you’ll get a less salty seat mate.

Tl;dr seat stealing snoot sniffs stinky stuff while stuck in the sky

littleredbird1991 , Madjid Atmania Report

This happened in March of my senior year of college, during spring break week. I was flying to a job interview on the dreadful pre-dawn 5:00 AM flight, wearing a suit and tie and crammed in the middle seat of the last row because the interview had come together at the last minute. The plane’s door was just about to close with all the seats around me empty when here they came: about 6-8 guys my age, all wearing bro tanks, board shorts, and flip flops (it was about 30 degrees outside), totally plastered and reeking of booze. They made it clear to everyone else on the plane that they were heading for a frat spring break party in Cancun.

From the get go they were loud, yelling, swearing, the whole deal. As soon as we reached altitude they start crushing the cheap beer from the beverage cart. People around us are starting to get pissed and I’m getting a little self-conscious because I hate that this is everyone’s impression of college-aged guys. The guy next to me is the worst, hitting the call button for no reason every 10 minutes, obnoxiously macking on the flight attendant, making some racist and misogynistic jokes to his bro across the aisle. Then he passes out and slouches over on my shoulder, literally drooling on me, with his bare foot up on my leg, overpowering me with the stench of stale beer. I’ve had enough. It’s time for the pettiest revenge imaginable.