Post by Clipper on Feb 19, 2019 10:20:31 GMT -5
an overweight passenger who allegedly forced members of an all-female cabin crew to undress him in the lavatory and then...
Having flown to Germany several times over the years, I can't imagine the stench that must have permeated the cabin while this dude forced the flight crew to wipe his ass. I know for a fact that the task could not have been accomplished without leaving the lavatory door open. He probably pretty much filled the space inside the bathroom from wall to wall. It must have created an olfactory nightmare for those who had no where to go to escape the smell while stuck in the confined space of an aircraft cabin.
I was once seated two seats away from a large woman that consumed three hard boiled eggs sprinkled with salt shortly after take off from Kennedy. She then fell asleep and farted all the way across the Atlantic. She woke up long enough to eat her inflight meal and immediately went back to sleep and back to farting. When they came around with warm wet washcloths as is customary on some overseas flights, a fellow next to me whispered to the flight attendant that they should probably bring that lady and extra washcloth and a pair of clean panties. Thank goodness I was in window seat with my little overhead air vent blowing in my face. That poor fellow was in an aisle seat, and only about 3 or 4 feet from the source of the stench. I had a hard time not laughing out loud. It was disgusting but humorous. Every few minutes this horrific stench would come wafting across the aisle and the guy next to me would just cover his nose with his handkerchief and shake his head in disbelief.
Having flown to Germany several times over the years, I can't imagine the stench that must have permeated the cabin while this dude forced the flight crew to wipe his ass. I know for a fact that the task could not have been accomplished without leaving the lavatory door open. He probably pretty much filled the space inside the bathroom from wall to wall. It must have created an olfactory nightmare for those who had no where to go to escape the smell while stuck in the confined space of an aircraft cabin.
I was once seated two seats away from a large woman that consumed three hard boiled eggs sprinkled with salt shortly after take off from Kennedy. She then fell asleep and farted all the way across the Atlantic. She woke up long enough to eat her inflight meal and immediately went back to sleep and back to farting. When they came around with warm wet washcloths as is customary on some overseas flights, a fellow next to me whispered to the flight attendant that they should probably bring that lady and extra washcloth and a pair of clean panties. Thank goodness I was in window seat with my little overhead air vent blowing in my face. That poor fellow was in an aisle seat, and only about 3 or 4 feet from the source of the stench. I had a hard time not laughing out loud. It was disgusting but humorous. Every few minutes this horrific stench would come wafting across the aisle and the guy next to me would just cover his nose with his handkerchief and shake his head in disbelief.
