Teaching in China 2016 - Monkey on a Plane.

The person whom I sat next to on the flight from Sydney to Guangzhou was clearly not an experienced flier - constantly fidgeting, sometimes complaining to the crew and, well, given her age, it can be forgiven that she didn't seem to know how to use the touch screen panel in front of her; However, that fact that she didn't know how to use it amplified how fidgety she was.  This is all in economy class, by the way, so her her constant fidgeting meant me constantly being elbowed in my right hand side.  When the time came that she wanted to recline, she tried to lift the arm rest between the two chairs, and slamming her back into the chair.  It was at the point my image of her was of a "Monkey on a Plane" (even though it's not a particularly nice thing to say about someone).  This all went on for NINE HOURS AND FORTY MINUTES!!!  Do you know how long that is!?  It's just over seventy-five percent (75%) of HALF A DAY!!!  When the plane eventually landed, the nightmare was finally over just got worse, as just after the plane had landed - and I mean literally just after the plane had landed ... the very second after the plane was 100% on the ground - she started gesturing up towards the luggage compartment, obviously asking me to get her baggage down.  There were announcements in both Chinese and English requesting passengers stay in their seats until the plane had come to a complete stop, and the seat-belt light had gone off.  Yet, she constantly kept pointing to the overhead baggage hold and asking me to get her luggage.  For fuck sake, woman, learn to have some fucking patience and stop acting like you think getting your luggage down first is somehow more important than that of every other passenger on the plane. !@#$%^&*()!!!!!

In case you're wondering, after the plane eventually did come to a complete stop, and the seat-belt light did go out, yes, I did actually get her luggage down for her ... she was only a little monkey, after all.  ;-p