DH nearly knocked woman flying

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We were due to travel to Dublin and the security at the airport was ridiculously long - we were not going to make the flight. Once through security we literally sprinted to the gate, once there DH charged at the woman who was just closing the gate, she turned just in time to see him flying towards her and screamed “SHIT!!!” As he crashed into her - he caught her before she fell and breathlessly asked “we were stuck in security!”
She opened the gate back up and called the mini bus thing to come back whilst explaining that the two missing passengers had arrived - and nearly took her out in the process. I was mortified. The bus came back for us and the woman started laughing and said “Jesus, I need a drink”. I apologised profusely and she said it was ok, she just assumed she was being attacked for a minute. She then apologised for swearing (!!)
Once we were on the plane the pilot came on the tannoy apologising for the delay explaining that they had to wait for two late passengers. Everyone looked at us. I have never forgotten it and I do laugh when I think back but Christ, he could’ve been arrested!

Feeling shit today, AIbU to ask for your holiday disaster stories? (Lighthearted!!)

Also - AIbU to laugh about this now - years later - despite how “wrong” it was at the time?

Jesus fucking Christ, what does everyone want the OP to do? Go back in time?!

We were surrounded by interpol in a small French town. We were on our way home from having spent the previous 3 years in Italy, had parked up and were looking for a hotel. My husband apparently looked exactly like an internationally wanted criminal We were both convinced they only ( eventually )let us go because we were driving a Renault.

@user1473878824

Jesus fucking Christ, what does everyone want the OP to do? Go back in time?!

No of course not. I have a very dark sense of humour but it doesn't extend to potentially injuring someone

I once bought 2 return tickets from London to South Africa with Sabina Air. When we got to the airport they told us we couldn't take our surfboards on the plane so I went to the BA stand and asked the price of tickets on their next flight. I then cancelled my original flights. When I went back to the BA stand I found out that the price quoted was for 1 one-way ticket not 2 returns. I ran back to the original airline and asked to buy my tickets back. They were very sorry but they had already sold them! It was so awful I just burst into tears. The airline staff then went out of their way to help. One offered to take our surfboards back to his house and gave us his address. Another told us to run for the gate. When we got on the plane we had been bumped to business class for the flight to Brussels and to first class onwards to South Africa. I am grateful to this day that they saved our holiday (and we got the surfboards back)

Woah calm your tits dear. I never said it was hilarious, but OP asked for light hearted disaster stories, not a bollocking for something her husband once did which was awful at the time, but which she can now find the funny side of. Life is often awful, but finding a bit of humour, albeit dark, is not a bad thing. Maybe you should try it

You’re right. You do sound like a really nice person.

Try as I might, I can’t see the funny side of deliberately assaulting and scaring a woman who’s just doing her job. When calling ‘wait’ (or just being on time in the first place) would have sufficed.

OP also asked if she was being unreasonable to look back and laugh. That was her AIBU. So unsurprisingly there are some posters who think she is BU.

You been watching too much outnumbered?

Holiday to Venice with my then 18 year old daughter. Arrived at airport there but flight had been delayed. No water taxis etc running was past 1am in the morning. 10 passengers stranded. Minibus taxi appears out of nowhere and takes us all over for ten euros each. Drops us at train station and gives us a rough idea which direction to walk in to our hotel. We eventually found the place at 02:45 and it was all closed up. Managed to knock up some other guests who let us in but nobody on reception, which was locked. Got my daughter to jump over the reception desk and rummage in paper work to find our details and finally located our room key and we let ourselves into our room at 3.30 in the morning. Went to check in next day, receptionists face was a picture 🤷‍♀️

Got my daughter to jump over the reception desk and rummage in paper work to find our details and finally located our room key and we let ourselves into our room at 3.30 in the morning. Went to check in next day, receptionists face was a picture

She "rummaged through" other people's paperwork? Wow. There was a reason it was locked.

This thread is so funny 😂😂

@Pythonista

Got my daughter to jump over the reception desk and rummage in paper work to find our details and finally located our room key and we let ourselves into our room at 3.30 in the morning. Went to check in next day, receptionists face was a picture

She "rummaged through" other people's paperwork? Wow. There was a reason it was locked.

These were exceptional circumstances. @Lulu49 and her daughter didn't cause any damage or steal anything. I'd have done the same but if you would prefer to sleep on the doorstep that would be up to you.

Oh well then as its exceptional circumstances....

She had no right to go through confidential paperwork.

@Pythonista don't talk wet. It's not as if she broke into someone's house and read their diary, she was looking for her booking in the reception area of a hotel.

But as I said, if you're too noble for that kind of thing you could spend the night on the doorstep.

Its worse than someone's diary - it is the private information of other guests in the hotel.

Kind of sceptical at managing to access the reception desk with all it's random loose paperwork, and not be able to rouse any staff.
Hardly credible, really.

Flying to New York, via Dublin to go through US pre-clearance at the airport. The flight to Dublin was delayed, and we had very little time to catch our connection. When we landed at Dublin, a group of about 12 of us were told to "follow that guy in the high vis and RUN!"
Got to pre-clearance, and I was flustered and said I worked in "politics". Kinda true, but I was a staffer in a non-political role. So I then got lots of very pointed questions about why I was going to the States, was I going to be involved in any political activity when there, etc. Pretty stressful, and all the other late passengers were now nowhere to be seen.
Eventually got through, and again was told to "RUN!" after the high vis guy to the gate again, which would have been fine if I'd had time to tie my shoelaces after taking my trainers off.
Ended up being the last family on the plane, kids close to tears, and I apologised profusely to the cabin crew at the door while waving one trainer that had fallen off at them. They were so nice to us on that flight, because I was clearly in a tizz.

@GreyhoundG1rl a deserted reception desk with paperwork on it sounds entirely typical of a small Italian B&B where the receptionist goes off duty at midnight and guests have a code for the front door. Especially in Venice where it's so expensive most hospitality staff don't live in the city but commute from the nearby town of Mestre. But maybe you're used to fancier places than me.

And @Pythonista your level of outrage sounds exhausting. What do you do when really bad things happen?

My sister snd kids were flying back from NZ earlier than we were (our families flew to mums together)
Her 4 month old had a giant poonami while in the carrier waiting to clear customs.
The baby, carrier and my sister where covered in liquid shit from waist to tits.

She had to buy herself a new shirt from a gift shop and clean up with baby wipes.

[quote limitedperiodonly]@GreyhoundG1rl a deserted reception desk with paperwork on it sounds entirely typical of a small Italian B&B where the receptionist goes off duty at midnight and guests have a code for the front door. Especially in Venice where it's so expensive most hospitality staff don't live in the city but commute from the nearby town of Mestre. But maybe you're used to fancier places than me.

And @Pythonista your level of outrage sounds exhausting. What do you do when really bad things happen?[/quote]
Well I do the best I can but without the need to resort to self service.

But I'm sure we all appreciate your insight into Venetian hotel life

We got stuck in Egypt after flights were grounded because of a terrorist attack. We'd gone in half term, but the holiday just ate into the first day back to school. I'd phoned the school telling them about my poor kids poorly tummies that morning! It was a big news event and me and the kids ended up as the lead story on the BBC 10 o'clock news, in sharm El Sheikh airport. Cover was blown and school weren't impressed, especially as it took the best part of a week to get back. Serves me right 🤣

@Mypathtriedtokillme

My sister snd kids were flying back from NZ earlier than we were (our families flew to mums together) Her 4 month old had a giant poonami while in the carrier waiting to clear customs. The baby, carrier and my sister where covered in liquid shit from waist to tits.

She had to buy herself a new shirt from a gift shop and clean up with baby wipes.

Rookie error not packing in hand luggage Even now with my older primaries I pack a spare outfit for us all in hand luggage!

@amylou8

We got stuck in Egypt after flights were grounded because of a terrorist attack. We'd gone in half term, but the holiday just ate into the first day back to school. I'd phoned the school telling them about my poor kids poorly tummies that morning! It was a big news event and me and the kids ended up as the lead story on the BBC 10 o'clock news, in sharm El Sheikh airport. Cover was blown and school weren't impressed, especially as it took the best part of a week to get back. Serves me right 🤣

@Pythonista

Got my daughter to jump over the reception desk and rummage in paper work to find our details and finally located our room key and we let ourselves into our room at 3.30 in the morning. Went to check in next day, receptionists face was a picture

She "rummaged through" other people's paperwork? Wow. There was a reason it was locked.

Oh don’t be daft A very long delay Very late at night

What would you Have done?

It was 3.30 am, not 11 pm - I would have found somewhere to sit for a couple of hours and then checked in when the hotel reception was open. But then I don't think helping yourself in that situation is appropriate.

@Rangoon

My very small son once got a really unfortunate short haircut which cut off the lighter ends. He looked much darker and he had got thinner too since his passport photograph. We were expecting to sail through immigration but he was hauled back and compared again to his passport photograph. They eventually believed it was him.

I once had the weirdest UK immigration officer when my husband and I flew in from Paris where we were on holidy for a day in London to have lunch with an old school friend. I didn't put down an address in London on the card as we were only going to be there for the day. I am a New Zealander but also an EU national. I was travelling on a New Zealand passport and this lunatic woman became convinced that we intended to abscond and start a new life in the UK armed only with the contents of my handbag despite the fact that our small children were in New Zealand. She refused to believe that we really were there for the day with flights booked back in the evening. I explained about the reason for the trip but she seemed to believe that nobody could prefer Paris to London. I nearly ended up shouting at her that I could live in her wretchedly cold and damp country any time I wanted but I thought about rubber gloves so I didn't.

I must have a suspicious look to me because I always seem to get more weird searches than anybody else I know. For what it's worth I'm a pale, blue-eyed blonde. I once got chosen for an explosives residue test in a tiny airport somewhere off the Australian mainland when I was travelling with my husband and two small children. (My husband is pretty pasty looking too.) I clutched my cashmere hoodie to me and declared that they weren't to hurt it. They just stuck a bit of tape to it and analysed that.

My husband has travelled a bit in Russia. He told me that if you were young, dark and male you got searched and there was no pretence about political correctness and random sampling.

I always gets searched and asked border control why (as I was once again getting explosive residue sampled) and was told they have to sample a select amount of people each flight and I looked nice and smiled so he didn’t think I’d turn into a raving lunatic rather than i looked like I was hiding explosives on me.

@Pythonista

It was 3.30 am, not 11 pm - I would have found somewhere to sit for a couple of hours and then checked in when the hotel reception was open. But then I don't think helping yourself in that situation is appropriate.

With my 18 year old daughter. Abroad. Sitting somewhere for hours after being up for 24 hours.

Bloody hell no. I’d have been over there like a whippet!

I see you’ve never flown before. Exhausting when delayed for hours and then awful transfer issues. On your knees by the end of the day!