i used to fly a lot back in the 90s. rarely had to wait for bags, even when taking the cattle car (old swa).

My legs are long af, and I’m cramped in that tiny fucking seat. Also, I probably have to pee.

Every time I’ve checked my bags I’ve been called a moron because my bags are going to get lost.

And sadly those people are not wrong, I’ve had my luggage lost twice, and they don’t pay you back for that.

Same. But usually I opt to sit at the back. Sometimes I get a seat to myself and if not, one of the rows is reserved for medical and always free, so they let me have that. Then on landing, it's just a matter of laying back and catching up on my phone as the cattle crams itself into awful positions and just stands there staring at their comfy seats. But if the rear door is open, I'm straight off.

If you can't be first, you want to be last. This is the golden rule of embarking/disemmbarking an aircraft.

If you don't have checked baggage on a domestic flight then being in the back of the plane just means you're waiting longer to get on with your day

I hate the air on planes sitting on the ground. I always feel like I'm mildy suffocating.

So? Decelerate your life a bit.

Rushing to get out past the people in rows between you and the exit makes the suffocation last longer for everyone, though.

Try İstanbul airports - especially Sabiha Gökçen. They are really fast.

"You can't catch us all!"

You couldn't get away with just doing a carry on? It would have to be a 2+ week trip for me going through the hell of checking a bag.

This sounds like you've never missed a connecting flight. There are plenty of reasons people want to get off the plane.

Literally the fundamental attribution fallacy

If your connection is that tight then it's que sera sera and you knew that when you booked. People are not out there conspiring to be slow to make you late. Grow up.

Literally me 6 hours ago

You aren't in traffic. You are traffic.

I'm like you. People look at me weird while I just sit there letting everyone get off. There's usually a couple of people who try to be polite and gesture that I can get in line behind them. I thank them, and say no. When the aisle clears, I get up and walk off, skipping the bullshit jostling and shuffling of the impatient cattle.

During one flight, I really had to deposit a shit while the aircraft was making it's way to the gate. The worst part, the terminal in Frankfurt am Main was under construction and most of the WC's were closed!

I've had an 8 hour layover dropped to 45 minutes before. You genuinely don't know the length of your layover until your first plane lands regardless of what you booked.

A wee bit of claustrophobia doesn’t help either. I’ll happily jump out of the plane anytime but sitting in a small metal tube for hours is not fun.