1. Email Battle

I was on a Delta Air Lines flight where a woman who looked to be in her 40s was sitting next to me. Based on what she was wearing it looks like she was on a work trip. She was late boarding the flight which made it difficult for her to find overhead bin space for her roller bag.

She starts to try to stuff it into the overhead compartment even though there is clearly no space. 

In the process she was clearly disturbing the other bags that were already placed in the compartment and this caused a flight attendant to take notice. 

The flight attendant says that all the overhead bins are full and that we’re going to need to check your bag. 

She responds by refusing to check her bag and proceeds to look for a sliver for empty space for her bag. After a couple minutes of searching she begins to get frustrated that she can’t find a spot for her bag. 

The flight attendant then volunteers to try to put the bag up and the business lady hands her the bag. She immediately takes the bag and says that there’s no space for the bag as she walks to the front of the plane so she can hand it off to be checked. 

The lady throws a little bit of a tantrum, but she eventually comes down and takes her seat next to me. 

As soon as she sat down she took out her computer and started drafting an email to Delta customer service where she was complaining about the flight attendant’s behavior. She’d written the flight attendant’s name in the email and said that she had embarrassed her in public. 

I didn’t want this poor flight attendant to get in trouble since she did nothing wrong so I took out my laptop to reach out to Delta customer service to dispute her story. I was able to get her name because I saw it was in her email.

I told them that they were going to get an email from the person in the seat next to me that would disparage one of their flight attendants.

I explained how their account of the event was 100% false and that the flight attendant was professional, calm, and polite. I also added that the passenger’s fit caused our flight to be delayed by 10+ minutes. 

I have no regrets about sending that email.


2. Let Your Bag Go

I’ve been a flight attendant for five years and one of the things that really grinds my gears is when people can’t follow simple instructions. For example, when I tell someone to put their personal item under the seat in front of them for takeoff and landing and they proceed to argue with me about it. They act like this is something that I tell them for fun.

I have to explain to them in my nicest voice possible that it is a violation of federal aviation guidelines to not keep your personal item under your seat. I often get asked why it’s a rule. I tell them that if people get their backpacks and purses on their seats/armrests that it could slow people down if we have an emergency where we have to evacuate the aircraft. 

Once I explain this to people most of them understand and stow their bags under the seat in front of them. I dealt with this one lady who had a handbag that she claimed could not go on the ground. She said her bag was couture and was handcrafted in Paris. 

I thought in my head how ridiculous she sounded. I get it you have a nice bag but that doesn’t make you above the rules. If you have an issue with this then you should fly on a private jet instead. 

Unfortunately, I can’t tell her any of my actual thoughts. I had to show her that I was serious.

I asked her if her purse was more important than making this flight because if she didn’t comply she would not be making it to her destination. 

I started walking to the front of the plane so I could tell the captain we were going to have to kick someone off the flight for noncompliance with the rules. 

After I had taken a few steps she yelled that she had put the bag under the seat and if I was happy now.

Even though I may not have been happy I was glad that we could finally close the aircraft door and get ready for takeoff. 


3. Stop The Recorder 

I’ve been flying solo for as long as I can remember. Starting at the age of 8 I used to visit my dad every other month who lived in a different state. I always did this as an unaccompanied minor. 

Everytime my dad asked me how my flight was, I told him it was amazing.

I remember one time I sat next to this business man who was super friendly and let me tell my jokes and sing songs the whole flight. He even gave me this super fancy pen that I showed off to all my classmates at school. 

One of the funniest stories is when I brought the recorder that you’re given in school to play when you’re in the 4th grade. Shortly before takeoff I started to practice a few of my songs like twinkle twinkle little star and happy birthday. When I stopped the whole plane started clapping. I’m not sure if they clapped because they liked my performance or they just wanted me to stop because I was so bad. 


4. An Ominous Book 

I once sat next to a woman on the plane and I tried to have a conversation with her. You know, just a little small talk to help pass the time. She just gave me this look that told me that she had no interest in speaking to me. 

I decided to read instead and pulled out the book I was reading that week. It happened to be a book about a plane crash. On the cover there was an airplane that was about to crash into a deserted island. 

Let me tell you the lady next to me saw the cover of the book and was not happy. 


5. What Does Your Ticket Say?

Sometimes the people who board the plane towards the end believe they can sit in any empty seat that they can find. Often they try to take an unoccupied seat that they see in first or business class. 

One time a gentleman attempted this and I asked to see his boarding pass. I told him that his seat was 32B not 2B. He responded that he was really tall and needed the extra leg room. I told him I’d be happy to give him the seat if he paid the fare difference. 

He quickly shuffled back to economy. 


6. Not A Hotel!

My boyfriend’s father is a flight attendant. He told us this story about a man who got upset because his daughter spilled coke all over her brand new sweater. He asked my boyfriend’s father if there was a dryer that he could use to dry her sweater. He laughed and said sir this is a plane not a hotel we don’t have any dryers on board. 


7. Cloud Control 

I was flying up to Seattle from San Francisco and was experiencing some pretty nasty turbulence. After about 15 minutes, the older gentleman in the window seat presses the button that calls the flight attendant over. 

The flight attendant comes over to ask how she can be of assistance. The man proceeds to yell at her saying that he’s been flying for over 50+ years and this is the worst turbulence he has experienced. He says the pilot is horrible and should never be allowed to fly a commercial aircraft again. 

The flight attendant just quietly walked away. To be fair, what could she do? She doesn’t control the weather. 


8. Just Desserts 

The craziest experience I’ve had at an airport is when I was stuck at the Houston airport for nearly 30 hours because the plane had a mechanical issue which then led to the cancellation of the flight. The airline gave us a hotel voucher for the night and rescheduled us a flight the next day, but understandably people were still quite upset with the whole ordeal. 

Boarding proceeds as it normally would. The gate agent calls for all those who have families with young children and those with special needs to board first. They would be followed by first class, business class, etc. 

People with wheelchairs generally board first because it is much easier to maneuver them through an empty plane and aisle as opposed to when the plane is filled with people and luggage. I don’t know of any other airline that follows a different process.

A lady dressed in a pantsuit rushes to the gate agent’s kiosk and starts yelling at them saying that it was ridiculous that a whole day had been lost, but on top of that she has to wait to board even though she’s a first class passenger who spends tens of thousands of dollars every year with the airline. 

After her tirade, he looked at the people behind him hoping one of them would be sympathetic to her plight and speak up. She wanted to feel like his behavior was justified. This gate agent also was likely working on very little sleep and was trying her absolute hardest to ensure the process was smooth for everyone. 

She handled things in the best way possible. She smiled at the lady and then announced on the loudspeaker that anyone with small children or in a wheelchair needed to wait, because this lady needed to board first. 

Every person in the crowd looked at her with a look of disdain and shock at her appalling behavior. Feeling embarrassed, she tried to take things back and said she doesn’t mind waiting for the first group to board, but the gate agent said she was quite clear in what she wanted.

She boards the plane first and is absolutely mortified as she does so. I think the gate agent is my hero. 


9. Devious Trick 

Some couples will have one person book a seat in premium economy while the other books a seat in economy. Then one of them will act sad and try to get someone sitting in premium economy to give up their seat so that the couple can sit together. 

If the passenger refuses to move then sometimes people will complain to the flight attendants in an attempt to get the passenger moved. 

This elaborate scheme has been concocted just to save a couple of bucks on the premium economy ticket. 

I’ve never seen this trick actually work. The crew is not going to move someone out of their seat when they’ve paid extra money for it. If people want to sit together in premium economy they should buy 2 premium economy tickets. 


10. Out Of Control

During the early 2000s I vividly remember going from Montreal to Phoenix and there was this kid who was an absolute terror. I could tell he was going to be a problem when I saw how he was acting during the security check and when we were waiting to board the flight. 

Once we got on the plane he was going up and down the aisles with a huge truck toy. As he was running the truck hit me on the head and almost hit my dad. 

I luckily was able to wrestle it away from him before it could my dad who at this point in his life was quite weak and was on blood thinners. I flagged down a flight attendant and gave it to her. She then told the family that she would not be giving the truck back because he was causing a ruckus. 

His family told him not to sit down until the truck was returned. The flight attendants countered by saying that food and beverage service couldn’t be started until he cleared the aisle.

Someone else on the flight marched that kid to his seat and made him sit down. However, as soon as the food and drinks were served that kid was back up and back to his nonsense. One of the assistant pilots actually left the cockpit and told his family that they would not land the plane until he was in his seat with his seatbelt fastened. 

He sat down and buckled up, but he made sure to scream at the top of his lungs as the plane descended. As soon as the wheels touched the ground he was back out of his seat again. No one was surprised by his behavior at this point. 

The family (including their son) then pushed their way to the front of the aircraft in order to deplane first even though the captain said we were going to deplane row by row. 

Since my dad walked with a cane we decided to wait to get off since we weren’t in a rush. As we got close to the front of the plane we heard the kid shrieking again. A police officer was talking to him and his family and it looked like he was putting all the adults in handcuffs. Hopefully this will teach them a lesson about plane etiquette. 


11. Kick Me

A couple years ago I was taking a roughly 8 hour flight from San Francisco to Panama City and there was a little kid sitting behind me. He started kicking the back of my seat really hard, but I decided to ignore it because I thought eventually he’ll have to stop. 

Boy was I wrong. He kept it up for about an hour and I was at my breaking point. 

In all my years of flying I’ve never complained to a flight attendant about anything. I told him that this kid was kicking my chair and if he could kindly ask him to stop. He told the family and asked them to tell their son to stop. 

They did absolutely nothing. The kicking only stopped for the few seconds that the flight attendant was there.

As soon as he walked away the kicking continued. I already had had enough and I turned around and told his parents that you need to tell your son to stop kicking my chair. 

The father apologized but didn’t give his kid explicit instructions to stop so his son continued kicking the back of my chair. I called the flight attendant again and asked him if there were any empty seats because the people behind me weren’t listening for whatever reason. 

He came back after a few moments and said there was a seat in first class available. I was ecstatic, I’d never flown first class before. The flight attendant was so nice, and he kept trying to apologize for what happened, but I assured him that it wasn’t his fault and that some people are just rude. 


12. Cool as a Cucumber 

About a decade ago I witnessed a business traveler in a very expensive suit have an absolute meltdown at the airline desk when he was told that his flight was going to be delayed due to thunderstorms. He was yelling at the top of his lungs and jumping up and down like a child.

He said he was a platinum status and threatened to take his future business elsewhere if the airline didn’t do something.

The person working the desk for the airline was a total pro. He said that he didn’t control the weather, but the man was more than welcome to go outside and tell the sky to stop the thunderstorm. The group of people waiting at the gate started laughing uncontrollably. The businessman was so embarrassed that he put his head down and walked away. 


13. Delayed Babysitter 

I was on a flight from Boston to Los Angeles as part of a move I was making for work. About 2 hours into the flight the captain announced that we were having engine trouble and were going to need to land in Minneapolis. 

Everyone in the flight was immediately concerned. 

This one passenger got up out of her seat and went up to the nearest flight attendant and said that she was a babysitter and that the kids she was taking care of were waiting in Los Angeles. 

This lady seemed a bit delusional. What did she think was going to happen? That the pilot would just say hey let’s see if we can make it to Los Angeles with this faulty engine, or if maybe someone from the crew would go out and try to fix the engine while we’re 30,000 feet in the air.

Since obviously there was no way to fix things, the lady was told to go back to her seat and fasten her seatbelt. 


14. No Respect 

I was on a flight from Miami to Seattle when a passenger on board passed away in her sleep. The situation was awful and the passengers and crew were visibly shaken up by the ordeal. The captain decided to stop in Chicago so professionals could attend to the body. 

Once we landed in Chicago the process was seamless and handled with the utmost professionalism.

After we had gotten back in the air and were headed to Seattle, a passenger asked if everyone could have free drinks since the flight was so delayed. I wanted to scream at this man for being so rude and inconsiderate.  


15. No Shade

A flight attendant told the woman in the window seat next to me to open her window shade for landing. She explained to her how it was a federal aviation regulation. The woman said that it was too sunny outside and wanted to keep the window shade down. 

The flight attendant went to the loudspeaker and made an announcement to the entirety of the plane. She told the passengers that they were going to play a quick game of trivia. She asked why do we keep the window shade open during takeoff and landing. 

Before anyone could answer she answers the question herself and says it’s because we need to keep an eye on the outside of the plane in order to ensure that everything is safe. She then said we all want to be safe right?

I noticed that the woman’s window shade had already been pulled up before the flight attendant’s speech was even finished.

Safety first!


16. Follow The Rules 

I fly pretty frequently which means that I’m well aware of the rules of the sky. Like when you touch down you’re not supposed to leave your seat until the plane is done taxiing. I’m on this flight where after we land a bunch of people not only stand up but they proceed to take their carry-on bags out of the overhead compartments.

The plane is nowhere near the gate and has literally just touched its wheels on the ground. It’s super dangerous to be standing up and moving around bags while the plane is still in motion. 

The crew is clamoring for the passengers to get back in their seats and fasten their seat belts until the plane comes to a full and complete stop. Many of the people standing up just brushed them off the order and continued to stand. 

Suddenly, the plane came to a halt which caused all the passengers who were standing up to fall down. I think the pilot may have heard what was going on and decided to teach the rule breakers a lesson. 

The flight attendants then said, this is why we have rules so one gets hurt. 


17. Pizza Pizza 

I was flying from Philadelphia to Portland and the middle seat next to me was empty. I was in the row that comes right after first class. Since this was a long fight I was hoping the seat next to me was going to be empty.

We are about to close the airplane door when a huge sweaty man runs onto the plane with a box of pizza. You guessed it. He is about to sit right next to me. 

Even though all the overhead bins had been closed (this means that they are full) he kept opening them in order to find a place to keep his pizza. One of the flight attendants (she) told him that he wasn’t allowed to keep it up there. 

He said he was afraid that someone might step on the box if he kept it on the floor. 

She told him to just put it under the seat in front of him and to take his seat because the plane needed to take off. He told her he’s always put his pizza up and never had to keep it on the ground. I wondered how often this man flies with pizza. 

He finally gave up and slid the box under the seat in front of him while also taking his seat and fastening his seatbelt. 

As the safety demonstrations begin he gets on his phone and is making a call. I just assume he’s calling American Airlines support about the pizza debacle. 

Turns out he’s talking to his landline provider. 

He hadn’t paid his monthly bill on time and was trying to get them to waive the late fee. The customer service representative on the other end isn’t budging. He continues to plead his case as the plane has left the gate and is making its way to the runway. 

The flight attendant comes back and says that he needs to put away his phone as we were about to take off. 

He tried to buy extra time, but she says it needs to be put away now. He ends the call and puts the phone away. 

The flight attendant goes to take her seat. 

He then proceeds to stretch in his seat. I do my best to stay out of his way as he lifts his arms above his head and also side to side. 

He then decides to crack his knuckles and this is what ends up getting him in trouble. As he’s cracking his knuckles he flips off the flight attendant. I wasn’t sure if she saw it or not, but at this point I just wanted to get in the air. 

Instead of getting ready for take off we seem to be heading back towards the gate. 

The plane door is opened and the cockpit door opens as well. The captain comes to my row, and tells the man who is sitting in the middle seat that harassment is unacceptable and that he needs to leave the plane immediately. 

Pizza guy tried to ask the people around him if he had done anything wrong, but we just stayed quiet. The captain wouldn’t move and eventually the pizza guy picked up his pizza and trudged off the plane. 

The door closed and we finally were clear for takeoff. Even though that wasted so much time, at least I got an empty middle seat out of it. 


18. Waste Of Time

I was coming back home to San Jose after my trip in Las Vegas, but first the flight had to stop for a layover in San Diego. There was a family who was flying standby who managed to get on the aircraft without being given the green light by the airline. Because they had no assigned seats they were asking the already ticketed passengers if they would give up a seat for them. 

They told the flight attendants they had to be on this flight because they had to get to San Jose for a family gathering. This back and forth went on for well over an hour. 

The rest of the plane was so fed up with their behavior. I wanted to physically remove them from the plane myself. I was still hungover from the night before and just wanted desperately to get home. 


19. Dress Debacle

I had a passenger who began to throw a fit because I made them put their wedding dress in the overhead compartment. The dress was huge and was blocking the aisle as well as a number of seats. 

Even if they had to pay to get the wrinkles out of the dress, it’s better than having it stepped on or run over by the beverage cart.

It also was a safety issue and I wasn’t going to take any chances over a dress. 


20. Duh It’s Obvious

I once flew from San Francisco to Singapore which is an extremely long flight. There was a passenger who seemed to not understand how the airplane experience worked. 

Since this was a long international flight, the seats were in a 3x4x3 formation. The four seats in the middle of the plane consisted of two aisle seats and two middle seats. This passenger was seated in one of the middle seats in the middle section.

She complained to the flight attendant that she couldn’t sit in the middle because what if she needed to go to the bathroom and the people next to me had fallen asleep. The flight attendant gave her a puzzled look and said that was her assigned seat and if she needed to go to the bathroom she could step over the passenger next to her or wake them up. 

I thought to myself, has this lady ever flown before? Maybe it was her first time. 


21. Is It Life Or Death?

I’ve been a flight attendant for 15+ years so I’ve seen my fair share of medical emergencies. On one occasion, a passenger in business class had fainted and had yet to regain consciousness.

Two of us were with him as we were attempting to give him CPR. The other flight attendant was seeing if there was a doctor aboard the flight as well as coordinating with the captain. 

While this was taking place there was a passenger in economy class who kept pressing the button for flight attendance assistance because he wanted a Sprite. He kept pressing the button and yelling for someone to serve him.

Finally, one of the neighboring passengers told him to shut up and have some decency because a medical emergency was going on. I was so grateful for that intervening passenger. 


22. Bag In The Way

A lady who boarded the plane near the end of the boarding process was having trouble finding a spot for her bag. She left her bag in the aisle while she went to the back of the plane to find overhead bag space. Her bag was blocking the aisle which didn’t allow any other passengers to get to their seats.

She found space in the back and had the audacity to tell me that I should bring her bag to her. 

I told her that she needed to move her bag, because she was blocking everyone’s way. She proceeded to tell me that I needed to lift her bag and put it up. I refused. 

A nice man decided to help her with her bag. Then she accused me of stealing her muffler when I didn’t. I called over a flight attendant who then had her removed from the flight. 


23. Lunch Stealer

I usually pack food from home for long flights because I generally don’t like airplane food. The woman sitting next to me on the flight saw my sandwich and chips and told me that I should give it to her. I politely told her that the food was mine and I would not be sharing it with her. She told me she was starving and was really desperate.

I completely ignored her and proceeded to take a huge bite of my sandwich. 


24. Power Of The Pretzel

Air travel is not a pleasant experience for me as I’m 6’4” and have long legs. Everytime I sit in my seat my knees are always jammed into the seat in front of me. 

If the person in front of me decides to recline, I have to straighten out my legs and put them under the seat in front of me. 

I was on a flight one time and I noticed that the seat in front of me was reclined much more than normal. His head was so close to me that I could smell his hair. I asked him if he could pull up his seat, but he refused.

I could tell the seat was broken so I called the flight attendant over to see if she could convince him to stop reclining. She also noticed that the seat was reclining well past where it should and asked him to pull his seat up.

He told her that he didn’t want to and she told me that there was nothing else that she could do as she couldn’t force him to not recline his seat. 

My mom is with me and she has a brilliant idea. Since his seat is broken his face is quite close to me. A lot closer than it normally would be if the seat wasn’t broken. She gives me a bag of chips and tells me that I should chew with my mouth open so crumbs fall all over him.

I start to eat the chips as crumbs are falling out of my mouth and onto him. 

He finally notices and asks me if I can stop. I told him no, and when he saw how many chips I had left he finally put his seat up. 


25. Not A Race

I was on a flight when I witnessed a man launch into an angry tirade because they let the four flight attendants board before any of the passengers. He said that he paid for business class and should be treated better. 

He said none of them paid so why do they get to board first.

The flight attendant’s responded that it’s airline policy to have flight attendants board first because they need to oversee the boarding process. There also were only four of them on the flight so it’s not like he had to wait long to board. 

He continued with his nonsense for another 15 minutes. Not sure what exactly he thought he was going to accomplish. 


26. Sad Story

The only people you’d expect to cry on planes are babies or little kids. One time there was a woman who began to start crying uncontrollably a couple of hours into the flight. Many of the passengers around her just stared awkwardly unsure of what to do. When none of them bothered to ask her what was wrong she started screaming. 

She then attacked the man who was sitting next to her. 

The captain had to execute an emergency landing in Dallas just to kick her off the flight. She continued to cry nonstop till she was finally removed from the flight. 


27. Alcohol Fiend

I once witnessed a passenger who was so desperate for alcohol that he was asking the flight attendants for it prior to us being in the air. He became more and more unruly which prompted the flight attendants to give him a warning. After another warning, he said some curse words to one of the flight attendants as he walked away. 

He turned around and told him that we were going back to the gate and he would be kicked off the flight. We went back to the gate and he was swifty escorted off the flight. After waiting 30 minutes for his bag to be found in the baggage hold, we were finally off. 

I told the flight attendant that he did a great job with the whole situation. I also emailed Delta to let them know what a great job the crew did. 


28. Not So Fast

I was on a Southwest flight when a family of 6 walked on the flight with each of them carrying a bag of Burger King. The flight was full and all the other seats had been occupied. If you don’t know, Southwest doesn’t have assigned seating. It is done on a first come, first served basis.

The only seats available are middle seats that are scattered around the plane. The dad starts yelling that the family needs to sit together and that other people move around to accommodate them.  

I really wanted to give them a piece of my mind, and tell them instead of getting Burger King they should’ve packed food from home this way they would’ve boarded on time. 


29. Fight On Flight

I was taking a flight from Houston to Cancun with some of my buddies. We were all going to a friend’s wedding. Everyone was looking forward to a peaceful flight until we heard a bunch of rowdy guys who were piling into the seats behind us. They were clearly drunk. 

I’m guessing they were in their 20s. 

One of them could barely walk down the aisle and had to be propped up by his friends. When the plane took off he ended up throwing up on himself as he couldn’t handle the motion of the plane.

We couldn’t believe that the airline would allow someone that drunk to get on the flight. To make matters worse he had to throw up on himself. 

The throw up smelled horrible. About 15 minutes later, 2 of the friends got into a verbal altercation which caused one of them to leave their seat to try and find a seat somewhere else on the plane. This was all taking place even as the fasten seatbelt sign was still on. 

One of the flight attendants came over, and said that he couldn’t just move to a different seat and when the fasten seatbelt sign went off he would need to return to his original seat. He said he wasn’t going to move, and for some reason the flight attendant seemed more intent on continuing the conversation than actually making him move. 

The fasten seatbelt sign turns off and the other person involved in the altercation gets out of his seat and walks over to where the other friend involved in the fight was sitting. Within a matter of seconds the two of them are in the aisle and are wrestling. 

Passengers in the vicinity of the fight were trying to get out of the way to avoid getting too close. Multiple members of the crew had to come over and separate the two of them and direct them to different seats (far from one another).  

I thought it was funny that the flight attendants had to flirt with them in order to keep their mind off the fight and keep them in line for the rest of the flight.

It surprised me that the plane didn’t turn back around to our origin point so we could kick these buffoons off of our flight. I’m still in shock that the airline let them on in the first place. 

I’m never going to fly with Spirit again. 


30. A Bunch Of Babies 

A couple of years ago on a flight from Phoenix to Denver, a man with a service dog was on the flight. He decided to sit in the first row of seats (this was a Southwest flight where you can pick your own seats).

A few minutes later, a family of 3 with a baby entered the plane. The man seemed to be quite drunk.  

He demanded that the man and his service dog vacate the row because he wanted to sit in the front row with his family. The man politely refused to move and when he did this the drunk man picked up the guy’s bags and started throwing them. 

The flight attendants came over and explained that he and his family needed to find different seats. 

The drunk man then tried taking the man’s service dog by pulling on its harness. The crew told him if he continued in this manner that him and his family would be kicked off the flight. 

He finally stopped and proceeded to put his roller bag in the overhead compartment before finding a seat a couple of rows back.

The whole flight was a disaster. The baby was pulling the hair of the passengers sitting in front of them while their mother would store the used diapers in the seat back pocket. The nearby passengers were horrified. 

As soon as the plane landed the man and his wife proceeded to barrel down the aisle to retrieve their carry-on and in the process pushed a woman with a back brace and cane to the ground. 

While they were then forcibly removed from the plane the flight was over so it didn’t really accomplish anything. This has to be the most ill-behaved set of passengers that I have ever witnessed. 


31. Musical Chairs

I was traveling on a six hour flight from Oakland to Hawaii when a family of six noticed that they weren’t going to be sitting together. They requested that the flight attendants see if they could make arrangements so all of them could sit together. 

I’m a parent as well so I understood where they were coming from. While they were waiting for things to be sorted they had occupied a row of seats that belonged to other ticketed passengers. One of these seats happened to be mine. 

I asked if they could go somewhere else while they waited so I could take my seat. They told me they were waiting to hear back from the flight attendant and that I could wait at the rear of the aircraft. 

I just stood there folded my arms across my chest as I made the surliest face I could. I do feel bad that the passengers behind me were stuck in the aisle, but it wasn’t my fault. The family’s refusal to move is what caused the hold up. 

They finally seemed to get the message and went to the back to wait. I hate how some people think that just because they have children that they are entitled to some form of special treatment. 


32. Took A Punch

My hearing isn’t so good so I have a set of hearing aids that I wear frequently. When I’m flying I leave them in to hear the safety demonstration, and after that I take them out so I can take a nap.

I was coming back from a business trip and I was stuck in one of the worst seats on the plane. That’s what happens when you book a flight at the last minute.  

Shortly after the plane had reached cruising altitude, the guy next to me started throwing a major tantrum. The WiFi is too slow for his liking, and he starts kicking and pushing the seat in front of him. All this movement causes his knee to hit my tray table which causes my hearing aids to fly in the air.

I try to stand up and catch my hearing aids in midair because I don’t want to have to scour the floor of the airplane to look for them. As I stand up one of his flailing arms hits me cleanly in the face. Mind you, I’m all of 5’2” and barely weigh 90 lbs soaking wet. This guy is well over six feet tall and easily over 200 lbs. 

I crash to the floor hard. One of the flight attendants and a nearby passenger restrain the guy to prevent him from hurting anyone else. The captain had to turn the plane around and have the man kicked off the flight. 

The flight attendants came over to check on me and another passenger helped me locate my hearing aids. The events of that day are still a blur. I guess that’s what happens when you get hit in the head. I do remember getting to move up to first class and being given an ice pack to help reduce the swelling. 


33. That’s Not A Drink

I was on a flight from Dubai to Cairo and I noticed something really strange. A man next to me was trying to give the flight attendant what looked to be a cup of apple juice. However, upon further inspection the flight attendant discovered that it was actually a cup of urine. She was absolutely disgusted and told the man to take it to the lavatory and dispose of it. 


34. Couples Sit Together 

A couple of years ago my husband and I were traveling to Belize for a friend’s wedding. There was a young lady at the gate agent’s desk who looked very frazzled. 

She wanted to sit next to her fiance. As we were getting our boarding passes scanned a flight attendant told my husband that his seat had been changed. 

We knew exactly why and thought it was funny. We both have a good attitude about things so we didn’t mind sitting apart for the flight. Besides, it was only going to be for a couple of hours. The woman who had complained ended up sitting right next to me. 

She complained that the airline almost didn’t seat her next to her fiance and it was such an ordeal to get them to make the change. I told her that my husband was actually supposed to sit in her seat but some people threw a hissy fit so they moved him to a different seat.

She quickly stopped talking after I said that and the rest of the flight was quiet.


35. Experienced Passenger? 

I’m a flight attendant and some of my least favorite passengers are the ones who say that they fly all the time. Why is it that those passengers are the ones who need a refresher on the rules?


I always have to tell them that you can’t have bags in the exit rows and that cellphones need to be off or in airplane mode. Shouldn’t you know all these rules if you are flying all the time?

36. Encroachment 

About 20 years ago my grandfather had passed away and I was taking a flight from Los Angeles to Ireland for his funeral. 

I’m sitting there with red eyes because I’d been crying quite a bit, and the last thing I want to do is be on this long flight. I recline my seat so I can try to sleep for as much of this flight as humanly possible. 

There’s this buffoon who’s sitting behind me that tries to push my chair forward by using his entire bodyweight. Then he tells his buddies who are sitting next to him that he’s not going to let someone get into his space. 

He then puts his knees in the back of my seat so I can’t fully recline my seat. He even says that he’s not going to allow me to “encroach” on his space. What a moron. 

He then begins to babble about how his trip was ruined by all the other tourists and that the prices in Los Angeles were outrageous. 

The flight attendant came over and she had witnessed everything that had gone down. Because it was a full flight she wasn’t going to be able to move me to a new seat, but she did offer me a complimentary alcoholic beverage. 

She ended up giving me the first of a number of free drinks and then stared down the people sitting in the row behind me. She also ignored them everytime they pressed the button to get help from a flight attendant. 

The whiskey was so helpful and after a couple of drinks I was sleeping soundly. Shoutout to that flight attendant, she made the flight bearable. I feel bad for anyone who ever has to fly with the 

doofus who was sitting behind me. 


37. You Snooze You Win?

On my very first flight as a flight attendant I had a lady complain to me that the man behind her was snoring too loudly and that it was disturbing her.

I smiled warmly and told her that I could move her to a different seat so she wouldn’t have to listen to the snoring. She told me that she paid for the seat that she was in and was not going to move. This back and forth had caused the snoring man to wake up from his slumber. 

I really had hoped that there was a business or first class seat available that I could move the snoring guy to, but there wasn’t. I told the woman complaining that if she didn’t want to move seats then there is nothing that I could do for her. 

I felt bad that the man who was snoring was called out so I decided to give him free drinks and snacks for the rest of the flight. 


38. Who Wants To Sit With The Jerk?

My father and I were flying home to Raleigh after visiting relatives in Jamaica. I was maybe around 10 at the time. There was a little bit of a mixup with our seats as my dad and another ticketed passenger both had 12B as their seat. 

My dad and I reached row 12 first and proceeded to take our seats. The lady who also had 12B came by and said that my dad was in her seat. 

She was by herself so you may think that she would let us stay in the seats since my dad was traveling with his daughter. There weren’t any groups of two or more seats available on the aircraft but there were a couple of single seats. Every bit of logic screamed that she should be the one to move and not us. 

Instead, she just berated my dad until he was so sick of the noise that he took me by the hand and said that we were moving seats. We tried to look for two individual seats that would still be close to each other.

The lady said I could sit with her if I wanted, but I said you’re a meanie and stuck my tongue out at her. 

My dad chuckled, and I could tell he was amused.

Someone else had witnessed what had just happened and gave up their seat so my father and I could sit next to each other. I still don’t understand why that lady didn’t just take one of the single seats available. 

It’s not like that seat was near the front or had any extra leg room. 


39. Empty Flight = Free First Class

I once had a passenger who said he was going to fight me if I didn’t let him move up to first class for free. He thought he was entitled to a free upgrade because the flight was virtually empty. We had only 15 ticketed passengers. 

The capacity of the plane was 130. I told him that even though there were seats in first class, the only way to upgrade was to pay the fare difference between an economy and first class ticket. 


40. Misogyny at 30,000 Feet 

I’m the son of an airline pilot and he’s definitely shared with me some wild stories that have taken place over his 30+ year career. One of the craziest stories is when he had to make an emergency landing to have someone forcibly removed from the aircraft.

This man was being extremely rude and hostile to the flight attendants and his neighboring passengers. 

After taking one look at food served for lunch, he picked up his tray and dumped its contents in the aisle. 

He was making a lot of female passengers uncomfortable and was also yelling at female members of the crew.

My dad explained to me that he had the authority to arrest someone when the plane was in the air. As soon as they touched down it became an issue for whatever country’s law enforcement that they were in. 

My father is no slouch, but he was a little nervous to make this arrest. This man was well over 6 feet tall and had a decent amount of muscle. 

My dad confronted him and told him that as soon as the plane touched down that he would be escorted off by local authorities. For some reason, he acted quite a bit calmer when talking to my dad and even seemed alright with the fact that he was going to be booted off the plane. 

It was kind of like he was relieved to leave the aircraft. The authorities took him into custody and the plane was then on its way to its final destination. What a strange passenger. 


41. Liar Liar

I was on a flight from JFK to Miami and noticed that the passenger in the seat beside me was acting like a total diva. He seemed to think he had chartered a private jet and needed service to match. I’ve never seen someone press the button that called the flight attendant over as much as this guy. He constantly had requests and I never once heard him say please or thank you.

He screamed at the flight attendant that he wanted vodka with a bit of sprite and not too much ice. Despite his demeanor, the flight attendant was very nice to him and kept a sunny disposition. 

She gives him the drink and he looks it over before screaming that there isn’t enough ice. He refused to drink it and told her to make him another one. At this point she started to get annoyed.

She heads up the aisle and tells the head flight attendant what is going on. He comes over and tells the man that he needs to settle down. 

He then tells the head flight attendant that he is friends with Mr. Y who is a prominent member of the airline’s executive committee. 

He wants the name of the head flight attendant and the one who made him the scotch and soda. He is going to tell Mr. Y about how he was treated. 

I finally speak up and say that if you’re really friends with Mr. Y you’d know his nickname that all his friends address him by. He has a confused look on his face and tells me that this matter is none of my concern. 

The flight attendant tells me that there is no need for me to get involved. 

I don’t listen to either of them. I then pull out a photo from my wedding day. It’s a photo of my wife and my in-laws. You guessed it. My wife’s father is Mr. Y. 

I gave the photo to the flight attendant and told her that when I land I will call him and tell him that one of his friends is using his name and treating the members of the crew poorly. 

I asked the man for his name so I could tell Mr. Y that he was about to lodge a formal complaint against the two flight attendants in question. You could hear a pin drop. 

The head flight attendant gives me the photo back and tells the man that if he does anything else for the rest of the flight that the police will pick him up when we land at our destination. 

After the flight landed I called Mr.Y (my father-in-law) and told him what happened. He found the name of that passenger and ended up having the airline ban him for life. 


42. Judgy Much 

I booked a first class ticket from Dallas to Toronto because my grandmother had just passed and I needed to make it home quickly. The only flight that fit my schedule happened to only have first class seats available. 

I board the flight and proceed to settle in my seat. The passenger sitting next to me looks me over and asks if I’m sure that I’m in the right seat. 

He said it looks like you wouldn’t be able to afford this seat. 

I didn’t have the best outfit on, but I showed him my ticket and told him to be quiet. He didn’t say a word the rest of the flight unless he needed to get by me to use the bathroom. 


Serves him right. 

43. Bullies To The Back

When I was eleven years old the family was traveling to Barbados in business class. We were able to get first class because my dad was going there for a work trip and was able to get a discount on our tickets. 

There was this woman sitting next to me whose husband was a couple rows back in economy. He comes over to me and asks me to switch seats with him so he can sit with his wife. Keep in mind I’m just a kid at this time and this is a full-blown adult. 

I’m a shy kid so I just sit there quietly and do nothing. I obviously don’t want to move as I’ll be separated from my family and miss out on my first experience in business class. 

I still don’t say anything but I’m shaking my head to indicate that I won’t be getting up. He starts to try and intimidate me by getting in my face. My dad notices what’s going on and starts yelling at him. He says that I’m just a kid and he should be ashamed by the way he’s acting.

He told him to have his wife move if he really wanted to sit with her so bad. Other passengers overhear what’s going on and rally to my defense. 

Some curse words are hurled between my dad and the man in question until finally a flight attendant comes over and makes the man and his wife sit in economy.

An older gentleman replaces his wife and takes the seat next to me. He was extremely nice and even apologized and even apologized for the ordeal even though it wasn’t his fault in the slightest. 

Everyone in the section gives the flight attendant a standing ovation as the two jerks are sent to their new seats.  


44. This Isn’t Southwest 

My husband, toddler and I had gotten seats in the first row of economy so we could have extra legroom. This lady comes down the aisle and asks my husband if we could move so she could sit there. 

I couldn’t quite catch everything that was said because I had my headphones in, but my husband said she had quite an attitude.  

He told her that we paid extra for these seats because this is an international flight and we have a small child. There is no way we would be leaving these seats. Did she think this was Southwest or something? 


45. Use The Bathroom

I was working a red-eye flight when a passenger came up to me and said the lady sitting next to him had urinated on the floor. I was appalled. I’ve never had a passenger do something so disgusting. 

Basically, the lady who was too lazy to go to the bathroom and just decided to go right there in her seat. Luckily, it wasn’t a full flight and I was able to move the two people sitting next to her to new seats. 


46. A Much Needed Lesson 

One of the best incidents I’d been involved in as a flight attendant happened about 3 years ago. I’m at the front near the boarding door and we’ve just done our final boarding call and one last passenger enters the aircraft with a duffle bag. This passenger happened to be sitting in first class and had the highest level of status on our airline.

There wasn’t any overhead compartment space available in first class so he just opens a random compartment and drops his bag on the floor. He orders me to find a spot for his bag. I’m trying to be friendly so I begin looking for bin space.

I find one that has space and just stand there waiting. 

He brings his bag back about 15 rows and droops the bag on the ground. We both look at each other and then the bag. Neither of us move and we just stand there for a few seconds. 

He then requests to speak to the lead flight attendant. Guess what. I am the lead flight attendant. 

He ordered me to put his bag up. I told him that I would not be putting his bag up. I told him if he doesn’t want to put it up I’ll happily check it for him. We aren’t insured if we get injured lifting a passenger’s bag so it’s something that I’ll never do. He made a bit of a fuss but eventually put his bag overhead. 

He gave me a nasty look and walked back to the front of the plane to take his seat. The air marshal happened to watch this whole incident unfold. 

She saw what happened and said that you are not going to be taking this flight and pulled him off the flight. It was awesome to see him hauled off the plane. 


47. Switch It Up 

Whenever I fly I always try to get the window seat. I don’t care what row I’m in, as long as I have my window seat I’m happy.

A few months ago I was flying from Cancun to Seattle. I was able to snag a window seat that was in the second to last row of the plane (not that I minded). 

There is a family of 3 standing in the aisle (a mother and father along with their baby). She explains to me that the family is seated in two separate rows and that if I give up my seat the three of them will be able to sit together. 

I normally am not opposed to switching seats, but in this case I was going to wind up in a middle seat with two strangers. I told her that if it was an aisle or window seat I would’ve switched but I don’t want to sit in the middle. 

She starts to get upset and explains what just happened to the nearest flight attendant. I just ignore her and go back to reading my book. They end up finding someone who doesn’t speak much English to give up his seat so the family can sit together. 

The flight attendant offers the guy free drinks and snacks since it was so gracious of him to give up his seat. She then gives me a nasty look that implies that I’m a bad person for refusing to give up my seat.


48. Woopsie! 

We were taxiing and I was trying to turn off my light, but I accidentally hit the call flight attendant button instead. The button kept making a noise even when I tried to turn it off. The flight attendant had to come over and nearly break the button in order to get it to stop making noise. 

Everyone looked at me like I was an idiot. I was so embarrassed. No more touching buttons on the plane for me. 


49. Selfish Passenger 

I was on an early morning flight and I was looking to get some extra sleep before getting to my destination. The person in the row behind me has it all to himself.

After we reached cruising altitude, I reclined my chair so I could get in a more comfortable position to fall asleep in. I felt something brush against the back of my chair, but I just ignored it. 

The man in the row behind me decided to hit my chair really hard so I whipped around and asked him what the issue was. He told me that I needed to bring my chair to an upright position. 

I was puzzled. He told me that he was trying to go to sleep. Since he had the row to himself, he was laying across the three seats with his head at the window. I had the window seat right in front of him. 

He said that when I reclined, the chair was close to his face which made it difficult to fall asleep.

I told him to put his head on the aisle seat, but he said that the food and beverage cart would wake him up. I didn’t want him to cause a huge ruckus so I relented and decided to pull my seat up. I didn’t get any sleep on that flight.


50. Upgrade Me

I was sitting in the bulkhead row with my six month old daughter. I needed this row because this was the only row with enough space for my daughter’s bassinet. 

An elderly gentleman approached us and said that because he’s old that he deserved to sit there instead of us. I told him that I paid for this seat and would not be moving. 

Luckily, the flight attendant saw what was going on and actually had an available seat in first class. She moved my daughter and I up to first class which was amazing. I had my own little space which made it much easier for me to breastfeed my daughter. 

Oh and the old man did not end up getting the bulkhead row. Serves him right. 


51. No View 

I was seated in an area of the plane where my seat had a window, but the row behind me did not have one. What looked to be a grandpa and his granddaughter were seated behind me. The grandpa asked me to bring my seat forward so his grandkid could get a better view out the window. 

My seat wasn’t even reclined at the time so this was an odd request. I explained this to him a few times, but he just kept on getting more and more agitated. I just put my headphones in and ignored him.

The other passenger in my row gave me a look acknowledging that the guy behind me was a little bit nuts, even though we hadn’t talked the whole flight. I decided to just pull down my window shade to end the debate once and for all. 

He immediately got quiet as soon as my window shade was down. 


52. Ignorance In The Air

I was on a flight from Miami to Cabo and there was this man who kepting saying these really horrible things. He seemed to have an issue with the fact that many of the passengers were communicating in Spanish. 

He was most annoyed with these two older women who were sitting behind him and having a conversation in Spanish. He turns to them and says this is the reason why we need to build a wall.

The ladies just looked at him with a blank expression and were silent for the rest of the flight. I felt horrible for them. How did the guy not get that we were on a flight to Mexico. What language did he expect people to speak on the flight?


53. Always Be Kind

My daughter and I were flying from Charlotte to Las Vegas and we had a connecting flight in Denver. Our flight from Charlotte to Denver was fine, but our plane from Denver to Las Vegas had a mechanical issue and we were forced to stay the night. 

The flight attendants instructed us to go to the airline desk where they would help us find a hotel for the night. When we arrived at the desk there were two men who were yelling at the top of their lungs at the gate agent. 

They were upset because they had an important meeting the next day and the mechanical issue is going to cause them to be late. The agent was completely calm and she gave them new tickets as well as a voucher for an airport hotel. 

The men then complained about the hotel stating that it was “lowbrow” and not a place they would ever stay at. Even as the agent tried to explain, the two men kept interrupting her.

After a few minutes the men left, but they continued to grumble as they walked away. When my daughter and I talked to the gate agent we were super polite as she rebooked our flights and gave us a hotel voucher. 

In addition, we received $600 dollars in flight vouchers. We were about to leave when she also gave us an additional two flight vouchers. She was unable to give them to the two men from before because they kept interrupting her. 

Looks like it always pays to be kind. 


54. Frequent Flyer Privilege 

I remember this one time I was on a flight with really bad turbulence. Bad enough that the entire crew was seated and belted. Obviously the fasten seatbelt sign was on. 

Some genius in first class tries to make his way to the lavatory and in the process he ends up elbowing a lady and breaking her nose. 

My jump seat was next to the bathroom and I told him that he needed to sit down immediately. He brushed me off saying that he was a gold frequent flyer and it was fine for him to be up. 

As much as his arrogance and entitlement enraged me I had more important things to take care of. The lady who’d broken her nose was yelling as blood gushed out.

I go over to help her and notice that the man is calling out from the restroom for assistance. I ignore him and he comes out of the bathroom a minute later upset that we didn’t respond to him.

He had ended up urinating all over himself due to the severe turbulence. Maybe next time he’ll think twice about getting up. 


55. First Class Horror

I had some health issues when I was a teenager which allowed me to pre-board for most flights. I got extremely bad migraines and cluster headaches which sometimes caused me to lose my vision or pass out. 

My dad and I were headed from New Orleans to Cleveland when a large woman in a wheelchair told me that I shouldn’t be pre-boarding. She said that I looked young and able and should be able to stand up. 

I told her that I could only stand for short periods of time due to my migraines. She continued to complain which just made my headache get even worse. I was slowly starting to lose vision. 

I ended up passing out right in front of the gate desk and the woman thought I was faking the whole thing. 

My dad told her that he wasn’t going to move and that she was just going to have to wait her turn in line. She started screaming even more, and at this point airport security had to calm her down. They told her that either she could get it together or she’d be spending some quality time with the TSA. 

I was given a wheelchair and wheeled onto the plane. I was allowed to pick whatever seat I wanted.

I’m not sure exactly whether I was in first or business, but I remember it being an amazing flight. 


56. Tantrum Before Takeoff

I was flying between Indonesia and Singapore, when a large group of tourists boarded the plane about ten minutes before takeoff. 

They were making a ton of noise and weren’t paying attention to their bags and ended up hitting people who were seated. They soon realized there wasn’t any space in the overhead bins for their stuff.

However, this didn’t stop one member of the group from attempting to take other people’s luggage out of the bins in order to put her luggage up. Other passengers quickly objected.

The flight attendant said that he would move his stuff to an employee area to make more space for their luggage. 

This was just the start of all their bad behavior. They wouldn’t stay seated during takeoff, made an unseemly amount of noise, and just didn’t respect their fellow passengers.

The lady who had earlier attempted to move other people’s bags is eating a bowl of noodles as she is yelling at the flight attendant in Mandarin.

She was told that she couldn’t have her tray table down since we were about to land. After a minute of yelling, she throws the hot noodles and soup on the flight attendant. 

I had never seen anything quite like this. The flight attendant handled things well and luckily he wasn’t burned. When we landed in Singapore she was taken in by authorities for assaulting the flight attendant. 


57. Middle Seat Monster 

I’m going from Vancouver to Toronto to attend an important conference for my job. I’m sitting in the window seat and the two seats next to me are empty. Right as the airplane doors are about to close, a lady and her two year old daughter sit right next to me. 

She starts to throw a fit because she wants to walk around and not stay in her seat. Her mother didn’t bring anything for her to do so she’s just sitting there yelling that she wants to get out of her seat.

Her mother decides it’s ok to let her walk around the plane as we’re about to take off. The flight attendants bring her back to her seat, but by this point it’s too late. We’re in the air and I’m going to be stuck with them for the rest of the flight.

It was the worst six hours of my life. 


58. Arrogant Passenger 

Whenever we fly into or out of Washington DC we also have a federal air marshal on board. Sometimes they are the first ones to board which happened to be the case for this particular flight in question.

There was an older couple who was in first class who had just boarded the plane and the woman asked why there were already people on the plane.

She said that they paid extra so they could be the first ones on the plane. 

This is crazy talk because wheelchair passengers and a few other groups get to board before any other group, including first class. I thought of the perfect response to her lunacy. I told her that the captain had invited them personally because they were veterans who had served in the Korean War. 

She didn’t have a word to say after I told her that. It really irks me that some people are so full of themselves that they believe they should get to sit down on a plane before anyone else. 


59. An Intentional Mistake 

I was flying from Madrid back home to Athens and was sitting in the aisle seat. I had noticed that the guy behind me had dug his knees into my back. 

I understand that air travel is uncomfortable, but there are ways to give yourself more space. If he was really tall he could’ve stretched his legs underneath my seat. 

Or you can move one of your legs slightly into the aisle, and pull it back when the beverage cart comes by.

I thought maybe he was unaware of what he was doing. I put my hand behind my back so his knee would feel my hand, and he would realize that someone was sitting there. He moved his knee for about a minute, but then it was back.

Everytime I put my hand behind my back he’d move his knee, and as soon as I’d move my hand his knee would come back. I’m at my breaking point.

The knee is on my back, and I take my hand and squeeze his knee as hard as I can through the seat cushion. 

The knee is off my back and I don’t feel it for the rest of the flight. When we deplaned I avoided eye contact in order to prevent a confrontation. 

He looked like a guy who had an average height and build. There was no need for him to knee me in the back. Hopefully I taught him a lesson. 


60. I Don’t Know You

I took a flight when I was thirteen and was an unaccompanied minor. The person sitting next to me happened to be eleven and also an unaccompanied minor. He would not stop talking. 

Since he was talking to me, other passengers on the plane kept giving us dirty looks that should’ve only been meant for him. He would scream wild things like doodoo butt and then laugh uncontrollably.

He also was bothering someone’s dog by making barking noises. Traveling in an airplane isn’t easy for anyone’s pet and he wasn’t helping with his antics. We both ended up getting berated by the owner of the dog. 

Lady, I just ordered a Coke and am trying to enjoy my Gameboy. I don’t know who this kid is. 


61. Stand Strong 

I was on a flight from Albuquerque to San Antonio when I witnessed the creepiest passenger ever. He was giving all the flight attendants a hard time. He was yelling at the male ones because the flight was delayed, and he was hitting on the female ones. 

He even tried to touch one of the female flight attendants on the butt. Shortly after, the flight attendants banded together and told him that he was going to be removed from the flight. 

When this was announced, the entire area of the plane gave the flight attendants a standing ovation. I’d never seen this many people clap in unison on a plane. It’s definitely a unique story that I’ll never forget. 


62. Always Prepay

A woman once confronted me because she wanted me to give up my window seat so she could sit together with her husband and daughter. They had clearly failed to pay extra to pre-select their tickets prior to boarding so that they could sit together. 

I had picked out my window seat months in advance and paid the additional charge that comes along with selecting your seat. 

How entitled was she? It’s ridiculous for her to think that I should give up my seat because she was either too cheap or failed to plan properly. 

The crew told her to stop bothering me and her family sat in 3 different rows throughout the cabin. 


63. Pets On A Plane 

I once witnessed a man who tried to bring two cats aboard the aircraft in hard-sided carriers.  One cat she considered her “personal item” and the other one was her “carry on”. 

Neither of them were able to fit underneath the seat in front of her or in the overhead compartments. He said she would not go without his beloved cats.  

The dilemma about where to put the cats delayed the flight by well over an hour. Flight attendants plus other airport workers were racking their brains about a solution.

I’m a big cat lover, but this whole situation was terrible and I’m sure the other passengers just wished she had left her cats at home.  


64. Do You Have A Problem?

One of my friends who is a pilot for a prominent North American airline told me this story. There was a passenger on his flight who was being extremely rude and disrespectful to the female flight attendants. 

About two hours into the flight one of them had enough and asked him what his problem was. His response was wild. 

He said that in his culture women are slaves and are supposed to do whatever men want. She replied back that in her culture people like him are taxi drivers.

He blows a gasket and has to be held down by his neighboring passengers. Even though the flight attendant would’ve normally gotten in trouble for a comment like that, the passenger’s behavior was so appalling that they decided to let it go. 

65. Long Way Home 

I was getting ready to travel back to Portland from Buenos Aires. As you know, that is an extremely long trek. The universe looked like it was on my side as we were actually slated to depart 40 minutes early. We had boarded ahead of schedule and the runway was completely clear. 

There was one big problem. The flight attendants were unable to get all the passengers to sit down. Many of them were walking, standing, and stretching throughout the aisle. 

This wouldn’t have been a problem if it was just a handful of people, but I would say that it was about 30 people. The flight attendants would get a couple of people to sit down, but as soon as they moved on to the next group the people would get up again. 

This went on for what seemed like forever (it was probably about an hour) before the captain yelled at everyone over the loudspeaker that he would not take off if people didn’t sit down immediately. 

40 minutes early turned into 30 minutes late. 


44. Girl Next Door

My best friend and I met when we were little kids and she just happened to be my next door  neighbor. This meant that we were inseparable and we experienced all of life’s big moments together: our first kiss, prom, and graduating high school.

Even though kids would sometimes tease us for being so close we didn’t care. We supported each other through thick and thin always making sure to attend each other’s sports games and activities. 

One weekend after graduation we hooked up accidentally and ended up starting a relationship. Both of us were staying in the area for college so it was perfect we could continue to see each other. 

A couple of years later we decided to try a DNA test since we’d never done one before. We would’ve never guessed what was coming next. She was my half-sister on my dad’s side. Turns out her mom and my dad had an affair back in the day and she had gotten pregnant. 

Now both our parents are in the midst of nasty divorces and things between us haven’t been the same since. 

43. The Day After Thanksgiving

Who doesn’t love Black Friday? It means the holidays are here and there are always amazing deals. I was looking to get a new blender when I stumbled upon an ad for Ancestry.com

I had never done a test like this before so I decided to purchase one. My mom had died over a decade ago and my dad passed during the beginning of the pandemic. With no other siblings I was interested in seeing if I had any other family out there. 

I was shocked when I received the test results. Someone in a neighboring state was my biological father. I wasn’t sure what I should do. But after a few days I decided I wanted to contact him.

What should I say? Would he even want to know me? All these questions raced through my head. I ended up calling him and found out that he was my mom’s boyfriend before she had met my father. I had no idea and my biological father had no idea that his then girlfriend had gotten pregnant. I wonder what type of conversations are going on in heaven! 

42. My Life Was Ruined

My older brother and I got DNA tests from his girlfriend as a Christmas gift. I had never done one before so I was super excited. My mom was skeptical and she said that she doesn’t believe in all that science mumbo jumbo. 

I wish I had listened to my mom and just threw it out. Those test results messed everything up. A few months later my brother said to take the test and see if we have any relatives. He even said we may be related to someone famous. 

After a few weeks we got the results. My brother told me to come over to his place and that it was very urgent. It turns out we were half-brothers. Our mother was the same but we had different fathers.

I was in utter disbelief.

After I took a few moments to process we called our mother to get to the bottom of things. She told us that my father was a longtime family friend who she had an affair with. He passed a few years ago.

The father who raised me from birth has no idea I’m not his and I don’t think I can ever tell him. He’s been through so much since having his stroke that I’m not sure how he would handle it.

I can’t even look at my mother anymore. The thought of what she did makes me sick. I now only go over to the house to see my dad when mom is at work. That DNA test destroyed my relationship with my mom. 

41. My Scummy Father-In-Law

DNA tests have been all the rage lately so my wife decided to take one. She got a match that didn’t make sense to either of us. She reached out and found that she has a long-lost brother that she never knew about. 

Her father had cheated on her mother when my wife was only a child and had an illegitimate son.

This honestly wasn’t super surprising since my wife’s parents ended up getting a divorce because her father was cheating. Turns out he was a serial cheater. My wife actually has reached out to her half brother to see if they can form a relationship. 

Since her parents have been divorced for decades there hasn’t been any weirdness or awkward moments. In fact, we’re actually having him over for Thanksgiving dinner this year. Since my wife didn’t have any siblings it is really nice for her to have found him. 

40. Deep Dark Secrets

I recently discovered that I had a half-brother that I knew nothing about. Turns out my dad who has been dead for 15 years had a son when he was 19 that he never knew about. Out of the blue someone reached out on Facebook claiming he was my half brother. 

Although I was skeptical at first, after he showed me the results of the DNA test I knew he was telling the truth. Even though he’s 40 and I’m only 20 we’ve still managed to form a good relationship. 

After I found out about my half-brother my mom decided to do a DNA test as well. She found out that her father (my grandfather) was not actually her biological father. This has been a tough pill to swallow as my grandfather passed away a few years ago and she can’t talk to him about it.

She decided that she still wanted to try and see if her biological father is around and has reached out to his family for more information.

My grandma on the other hand is absolutely embarrassed. I now know why she had always told my mom that DNA tests were a scam and unreliable. She didn’t want her dirty little secret. You know what they say the truth always comes to the light. 

39. Not So Merry Christmas

My brother and his wife are a family of 5 with three teenage kids. They decided it would be fun to try out 23 and Me. The results were supposed to come around Christmas. Normally the kids would rush down to the tree to open their presents but today one of them decided to check their email for the results. 

They were completely shocked to find out that their older sister only was a match on their mom’s side. 

It was revealed that my sister-in-law had an affair with another man during her engagement to my brother. I never knew why she had canceled the wedding in order to elope. It finally made sense. She knew she was pregnant and didn’t want to be pregnant as she walked down the aisle. 

Instead of a merry Christmas my nieces and nephews don’t even want to speak to their mother. My brother also decided to file for a divorce. Christmas will never ever be the same. 

38. Is that my uncle or aunt?

My dad decided to do an Ancestry.com test for fun. He didn’t expect anything weird and just wanted to try it because all his friends were doing it. He decided to check the box that allowed “close matches” to reach out to him but didn’t expect anything to happen. 

A couple days later he gets a message from some lady who lives across the country and said that they were cousins.

She also told my dad that three of her siblings didn’t have the same DNA results as her. Unfortunately, her parents had passed away so there was no way for more to get any clarity on the situation. 

They kept in touch via email and eventually discovered that they were actually born in the exact same city. Then she sent my dad a photo and he showed it to me. I said, “Is that Uncle Ralph?”. My dad replied “No, that’s your aunt”. I burst out laughing. She looked exactly like Uncle Ralph but with a wig.

37. In The Future 

I grew up in the same neighborhood as my uncle on my dad’s side. We each had four kids in the family and all were about the same age. It was awesome to have our cousins so close. We played and hung out together all the time. 

Eventually, both my parents and my uncle and his wife ended up getting divorced. However, what was really strange is that my dad and my uncle just mysteriously stopped talking to each other out of the blue. 

We (the cousins) all stayed in contact and still made plans together from time to time. One random day we decided to just do the 23 and Me test just for fun. The results came back and everything seemed to make sense. 

I told my dad about it and he was surprised. He said, “Johnnie’s test results showed that he is your first cousin.” I said “Yeah why wouldn’t he be dad”. 

Turns out his brother had accused him of sleeping with his wife and that’s why they stopped speaking and everyone got a divorce. If only they had just done a DNA test earlier all of this could’ve been avoided. 

36. Divorced Cousin

I seemingly have the perfect life. I’ve been married to my amazing wife for over two decades and have two incredible daughters who are excelling in college. We decided to research our family ancestry and what we found left my wife bewildered. 

It turns out that we are sixth cousins and even have a common grandparent. My wife freaked out and immediately ran to the bathroom and started throwing up. She was inconsolable.

She didn’t even want to look at me or talk to me. She packed a bag and said she’s going to stay with her sister for a while. 

I told her that we should go to therapy and work through this but she refuses to listen to me. I tried to reassure that being sixth cousins doesn’t matter because the degree of separation is so large. 

Even though we’ve had an amazing marriage and family life up to this point I don’t think things will ever go back to normal. I wish we had never done that stupid DNA test. 

35. Truth Potion 

One night at 2AM my dad calls me crying hysterically telling me that there was important news that he had to share, and my brother and I should come to the house right now. Even though it was the middle of the night, my brother and I drove over as we’d never heard our dad so panicked. 

He had done an Ancestry.com test and found out that my brother and I weren’t his biological children. We sat there stunned. How could this be? My parents had divorced a while back and neither had remarried. 

This made it clear that my mother had to have been cheating on my father when they were married. 

After taking some time to process the magnitude of the situation, my brother and I decided to confront our mom. She initially denied everything saying that the test results must be bogus and the company must’ve made a mistake. 

We called the company and they ran the test again and assured us that if there was a mistake they would’ve caught it the second time around. This confirmed that there was no mistake.

With this newfound evidence our mom finally broke down and confessed that she had been sleeping with her boss all those years ago. She said she thought our dad was the biological father but she’d always been too scared and embarrassed to check.

While we don’t know if we can ever forgive our mom we still love our dad and don’t have any interest seeking out our biological father. 

34. The Hospital Did It

A couple years back one of my friends found out that the parents who had raised him from birth weren’t actually his biological parents. The family did a DNA test and they were all shocked when they got the results. 

His parents had wanted to see who their ancestors were and possibly even find some distant relatives. He was enraged that his parents never told him he was adopted. The more shocking thing was that his parents didn’t know he was adopted. 

They said that there had to be a mix up because he was their biological son. 

His parents were going to get to the bottom of this. They thought the company must’ve mixed up the test results. However, after checking with the company the test results were 100% accurate. 

When he was born there was a massive mix up at the hospital and they ended up taking him home instead of their biological son who was raised by someone else. This news was heartbreaking and shocking to all parties involved. 

In a surprising twist, the two families got together and eventually formed a good relationship. They also made sure to sue the hospital for every penny they were worth. 

33. I Don’t Believe It

My mother’s adopted coworker decided to do a DNA test to find more of her blood family. She ended up finding 4 siblings and one who was a 100% match. She reached out to her siblings to learn more but wasn’t able to piece together all the details. 

The sibling who was a full match passed on her biological parents info to my mom’s coworker so she could reach out and learn why they put her up for adoption. However, her biological parents claimed that she wasn’t theirs. 

However, her biological father finally admitted that she was theirs but they were super young at the time and not ready to raise a child. 

They decided to put her up for adoption in order to give her a better life. It was easier for us to pretend like it never happened. So after the day we gave you up we just decided to move on and live our lives. 

However, while her biological father is accepting and acknowledges her, her biological mother is adamant that this stranger isn’t her daughter. Due to a psychotic break earlier in her life there is little hope that she will ever accept or acknowledge her has her biological daughter. 

32. Who’s Your Daddy?

Two of my cousins decided to try Ancestry.com to learn more about their family and found out that their fathers were different. On top of this neither of them were a match to the father who raised them.

Both my cousins are older with one being in their 40s and the other in their 50s. Their whole lives they had thought they were half Italian.

The DNA test results were eye opening. My cousin in her 40s was half European & Cuban while my cousin in her 50s was West European, British, and Irish.

They decided to confront their mother (my aunt) and this is when things got messy. The father who had raised them had been away fighting the war in Vietnam during the 1960s. During this time my aunt had two affairs with two different men.

This initially caused shockwaves throughout the entire family, but after a while things went back to normal. I felt like I was on an episode of Jerry Springer. Also, in case I forgot to tell you, my uncle and aunt have a 3rd daughter as well. So all 3 of my cousins have 3 different fathers. Talk about wild stuff. 

31. No One Would Listen

When my aunt was 18 (she’s in her 60s now) she said she was assaulted by her uncle and that he got her pregnant. No one in the family believed her and after she made her declaration she felt totally isolated. She decided to move away and cut off all contact with the rest of the family. 

She is my mom’s half-sister as they share the same father but have different mothers and therefore doesn’t share any blood with my maternal grandmother’s side of the family. 

My aunt decided to keep the baby and ended up having a daughter. When she was old enough she decided to take a DNA test to learn more about her extended family.

You can probably guess what happened next. She’s related to my grandmother who had also happened to take a DNA test. 

All these years later my aunt was finally validated. She had been telling the truth all along. Her uncle did actually assault her and get her pregnant. The proof was in the pudding. 

30. 13 Kids!

I grew up with three other siblings and thought I had a big family. Boy was I wrong! Turns out that I had twelve other siblings. That makes thirteen of us in total. All of them are related to me through my father.

My dad even named four of them with his exact name even though two of those that he named are girls. 

Through further discovery I found that many of the siblings are close to my three siblings and I in age so there must’ve been a lot of affairs behind the scenes.

There was also a daughter he had who was even older than my mom. This was absolute madness. 

I wanted to meet all of them and eventually I did. Some of them even grew in different countries which means they had completely different upbringings and even sometimes spoke completely different languages. 

Some things were the same though. For instance, we had similar laughs, mannerisms and the same taste in food too. Even though my dad is a horrible person for cheating on my mom it was nice to meet other people out in the world who shared the same DNA as me. 

29. Can You Keep A Secret

My grandmother who is nearly 80 recently got some extremely shocking news. The father who raised her from birth was not her biological father.

Her mother had an affair with the family’s physician and never told a single person. 

The family doctor was not only her biological father but he also delivered her and all her other siblings. 

Through more thorough investigation it was found that he had gotten many of his patients pregnant. My grandmother found out that she had a number of half brothers and sisters all of whom she had no idea about until just recently. This came as a surprise to her and many of her newfound siblings. 

Man my great grandmother sure could keep a secret. 

28. You’ve Got Some Explaining To Do 

My husband recently discovered that his dad wasn’t biological father. The test he took showed that there was no DNA overlap between him and his dad. His mother had always presented herself as a devout Catholic who followed and abided by the principles in the bible.

Because of this the news was shocking to say the least. My husband called his mom a hypocrite and because of that their relationship will never be the same. His biological father tried to reach out to him but my husband wants nothing to do with him. 

We also found out that my husband’s mother still talks to the man she had an affair with over 40 years ago. My husband is so fed up that he has severely limited his contact with his mother. 

He doesn’t have the heart to tell the father who raised him about what he found out. He still continues to love his father and their relationship remains strong to this day. 

27. Bad Omen

DNA tests have become so popular recently because people want to find out who they’re descended from. I hope my kids never get the itch to take one of these tests. 

I’ve been hiding a big secret and I don’t want anyone to find out. One of my sons is not my biological son. His father assaulted many women before he died and his mother is one of the victims of his abuse. 

For over 10 years we’ve successfully hidden this secret. However, anytime I see a commercial for Ancestry.com I begin to get emotional and start to cry a little. 

This is especially pronounced around the holidays where I see ads about families taking DNA tests around Christmas and sharing the results with one another. Even though we’re not a DNA match, he’s my son and I am his father. It’s as simple as that.

I treat him just like his sibling and I love them both equally. I would take a bullet for him in a heartbeat. I’m so afraid of losing our relationship if he ever finds out the truth. 

26. She Gets Around 

Recently my mom took a DNA test and found out who her actual biological father is. My grandmother had been married and divorced so many times that her children didn’t know who their actual father was.

She did this in order to force the kids to be dependent on her since none of them had a father figure in her life. Yes, my grandmother is quite manipulative. 

My grandmother had gotten around back then. Even the men who she claimed were the father of her children said that she was sleeping with so many men that how would she know who the real fathers were. 

My whole life I thought my grandfather was my biological grandfather. After my mom’s DNA test my mom found some cousins who shed some light on the situation. With new evidence she confronted her mother (my grandmother) about the whole situation. 

My biological grandfather had actually passed away 10 years ago. Sadly, neither I nor my mother will ever get a chance to meet him. He actually helped make special effects widespread throughout Hollywood.

Seems like a really cool guy. I now understand where I got my love for films and movies.

25.  LinkedIn

My father knew from an early age that his dad was not his actual biological father but never wanted to find out any details.

Later in life he decided that he was finally ready to learn more about the possibility of having other family members. He tried a 23 & Me test about five years ago and found that has over 40 half-siblings. 

His biological father was a urologist who was doing research on artificial insemination in the 1950s and many women were impregnated through this method. Most of those children had no idea their dad wasn’t their biological father.

It definitely shocked many of his half-siblings when they eventually got the news. 

Now all 40 of them stay in touch and have even had a couple of family reunions. They use a Facebook group so they can still communicate even though people are busy with their separate lives.

Each one of these siblings has the exact same jawline and all are extremely successful in their given professions. Lawyers, engineers, doctors you name it and this group of half-siblings has it. 

The job that I currently have was actually found through a referral from my new half aunt. While most people use LinkedIn to find a job I had better success with 23 & Me. 

24. German Background 

My friend’s mother recently told her that she thinks her dad is not her biological father. Her mother was in the military and slept with a man in Germany during the 1990s when she was posted overseas. A month later she had come home and slept with her father. 

It was unclear who her biological father was since the timelines were so close. She decided to get an ancestry kit to get to the bottom of things. The results shook her to her core. Her father was not her biological father. 

She decided that she wanted to find her biological father even though it was against her mother’s wishes. Her mother wants to keep everything under wraps so her father won’t find out as that could ruin the marriage and the family. 

Her younger siblings also don’t want her to find her biological father because they fear it could tear apart the family. However, she’s determined to find her father because she’s curious to see if she has any other siblings or relatives out there. 

23. Was There An Affair 

I recently received some life changing news. My dad was not my biological father. My dad died a couple of months ago and it really got me thinking about family and how important it was. I decided to take a DNA test to learn more about the possibilities of other relatives.

I found out from my mom that my dad knew he wasn’t my biological father and he never wanted me to find out. I never got the chance to tell him that I wouldn’t have cared and that he would forever and always be my dad. 

My mother told me she doesn’t even know the name of my biological father since it was a one night stand that occurred 30+ years ago. 

A month after the one night stand she met my dad. I am conflicted about what I should do next. 23 & Me says i have three close family connections all from my father’s side. 

I wonder if I should check the box and allow them to contact me. 

22. No Going Back

I wanted to try 23 & Me to learn more about how I descended from, not to find any long lost relatives or anything like that. I already knew that the father who raised me wasn’t my biological father since I was a teenager. 

I always thought I was adopted because I bore no resemblance to anyone in the family. My mother is full Irish and my dad is Caucasian but I look ambiguous.

Dark skin and hair with green eyes I was an outlier in the family. I learned the truth from my mom when I was a teenager but when I got the report back it said I was mostly of European descent. 

It showed I had some cousins but I didn’t have interest in contacting them so I didn’t bother. One day I got a message that I had a new close connection: a half-sister. 

I was curious and wanted to know more so I decided to message her. I didn’t tell anyone else that I had reached out as I eagerly awaited a reply.

She never replied to me and it made me kind of sad, but I figured that it may have shook up her family life if she decided to reply to me. Once you pull back the curtain things are never the same. 

A second cousin appeared a few months later and she was labeled as a first cousin of my half-sister which was puzzling. How could she be my second cousin and my half-sister’s first cousin?

She (my second cousin) reached out because she thought I may be able to answer her questions but I told her that I have no information for her. I let her know that I reached out to my half-sister but she never replied.

She had also reached out to her first cousin and they communicated for a little while until I was mentioned. As soon as I was brought up she stopped talking to her. 

I soon was able to piece together that the three of us had a connection. We all were connected through my half-sister’s maternal bloodline. Since I knew my mother was my biological mother I thought how was this possible. 

I had a sudden realization. My half-sister was actually my aunt. She was my biological father’s sister. Since we shared 25% of our DNA it was possible that she was my aunt. 

I reached out to her again and told her that I thought she may be my aunt. I told her about my birthday, where I was born and that if she had a brother that he would be my biological father.

She replied to me in a jiffy. My paternal grandfather had passed away a few years ago and when she saw the half-sibling connection she thought her father had a child that had been a secret all these years.

I’m much younger than her and her siblings. She told me she didn’t reply to me because she knew that it would hurt her mother and her siblings. 

I understood the position she was in. However, she surprised me when she said that maybe it’s time I meet the rest of the family. 

That next weekend I met the rest of my half-siblings and their mother. All of them were super warm and supportive which is something I didn’t expect.

It turns out my father had carried a picture of me in his wallet that he took with him everywhere and even started a college fund for me that he was never able to give me since he passed so suddenly. Maybe he did actually care about me. 

It was incredible to meet people who actually looked like me. I also looked just like my paternal grandmother which we all found astounding. 

The 23AndMe kit changed my life for the better and I can’t be more grateful. 

21. Heartless

My aunt’s blood type is AB+ which is only present in about 4% of the population. She’s super proud of her unique blood type and the fact that she is a universal recipient.

However, my grandparents have the blood types B and O which makes it impossible for her to be blood type AB+ if they are both her biological grandparents.

She was their caretaker later in their lives all the way up until the point of their deaths. Since she was so close with them and had a special bond, I just can’t tell her and shatter her world. I do really wonder about who her actual parents are. Could she be adopted? 

20. Support Through Tough Times

Roughly two years ago one of co-worker’s husbands bought her a 23AndMe kit as a birthday gift. Unfortunately, he died a few weeks later in a tragic car accident.

A couple of weeks later she got her results back and found that she had two other daughters with a woman who wasn’t her mom. 

She was in shock and if circumstances were normal she may not have reached out. But because she had just recently lost her husband she was feeling lonely and vulnerable and decided to reach out.

Not only did her two half-sisters respond but they ended up becoming quite close which helped get her through the difficult ordeal of losing her husband. They should really be in a 23AndMe commercial. 

19. Hit By Trauma 

Mine and my girlfriend’s life have just been absolutely rocked. A few hours ago we just got the results of a shocking DNA test. To give you some background information, my girlfriend (I’ll just call her Jenna) and I have been dating for almost a year and a half and our relationship has been absolutely amazing.

We both grew up in the same hometown but we never met until we were in college when a mutual friend of ours introduced us to each other. Last Thanksgiving Jenna decided to stay at my house for the holidays. 

I had also decided to not go home to see my family for the holidays in order to spend more time with Jenna. My roommates had left to spend time with their families so we would have the whole house to ourselves. 

There was a Black Friday special on 23AndMe kits and Jenna decided to buy one for each of us. We also both happened to have been conceived through IVF via donors. 

We both had fathers who were infertile so our parents had no choice but to do IVF via donors. We were looking to find out who our biological fathers were as we wanted to see where we came from. After a few weeks had passed it was finally time to check our results. 

Jenna and I decide to go through our results together and we open our laptops excited to learn more about our biological fathers. Everything seemed totally normal as we checked our ancestry and health reports. I was 7% Native American which was super cool. 

Everything was fine until we moved to the DNA relatives portion. Jenna squeezes my arm and says “Hopefully we find our biological fathers”. I open mine up and I see Jenna 35% DNA shared, half-sister.

I did a double take and checked again and the last name matched Jenna. I was flabbergasted. Jenna doesn’t believe me and tells me to cut it out and to stop joking.

I sit there frozen. I’m absolutely silent. I stare at my screen not wanting to believe what’s in front of me. I grab her laptop and check her DNA relatives section. I see my name there as a 35% DNA shared, half-brother. 

Then it finally hits me. I’ve been making out with my half-sister. I’m now in a state of shock and am on the verge of having a nervous breakdown. Why did this have to happen to us? Our relationship is surely ruined. 

It must be that our mothers were fertilized by the same seed. Growing up in the same town maybe it shouldn’t be such a huge shock. We are from a small town and there were only a few fertility doctors.

I looked over at Sarah and she looked completely disgusted. I was practically speechless and just sat there stunned in silence.

Even though I loved Jenna the realization hit me that our whole relationship was incest. I couldn’t shake the thought of it. Both of us feel horrible. We then promptly broke up and haven’t really talked since. I really thought she was going to be my soulmate. 

18. Seed Spreading

One day out of the blue my wife’s sister was reached out to by someone via Facebook who claimed that they shared a father. Funnily enough she had reached out to her on Mother’s Day. We started to comb through her Facebook profile to gather more details. 

They truly did look like they were sisters. We found out that my wife’s father had been donating his seed to BYU. He’s a Mormon and a huge supporter of the university and wanted to have his seed spread by the university. 

His wife just found that he’d been doing this. He has been donating for over 20+ years and has fathered a number of other children who are half-siblings to my wife and wife’s sister. 

All this time he hasn’t been a present father or husband and my wife’s family could never figure out why. He had been spending all his free time with his “other children” while completely ignoring his actual children and wife. I’m not surprised as this guy was always a creep. 

17. A Terrible Nightmare

I decided to take my sister out to dinner because I had to find out the truth. The results were in and I knew that something had gone on with a relative of ours and I needed to know the truth immediately because her daughter was going to find out soon. 

I manage my niece’s 23AndMe account and she has been constantly hounding me for updates since it has been nearly 2 months since she’s sent her saliva sample in. 

The results that came in made my jaw drop. It turns out my brother is the biological father of my niece. This is weird because I don’t even have a brother that I know of. 

I confronted my parents and they told me that when they were teenagers they had given up a son for adoption since they were too young to care for him properly.

When he had turned 21 he had looked up and found my parents and came to our house to look for them. My parents weren’t home but my sister was. 

My sister recognized him as they both went to the same college. He was a little nervous so he didn’t tell her why he had stopped by the house. He took my sister’s number and left. 

Shortly after he asked her out on a date. My sister accepted and they went on a couple of dates but things quickly fizzled out. However, shortly after they stopped dating my sister had gotten pregnant. 

She called him to tell him the news and he was mortified. He sent her some money to stop the pregnancy and never reached out to her again. 

My sister just recently found out her biological brother had tricked her and felt absolutely disgusted. My parents don’t know about the situation and I don’t know if my sister is going to tell them.

We finally decided to tell them together. The fact that their son is the father of their daughter’s child will rock the family to its core. This is certain to be an absolute nightmare. I hope my niece is going to be ok. 

16. The Truth Always Comes To The Light

My aunt had a child when she was a teenager and gave up the baby for adoption as she was too young to take care of her soon. Fast forward twenty years and my aunt and her son have gotten in touch and reconnected. She even told him about who his biological father is. 

After he met his biological father they decided to have a DNA test run in order to compare their family history and lineage. They found out that he wasn’t really the father. They didn’t share any DNA in common. 

There was a lot of commotion in my family because my aunt’s son felt deceived and hurt. He was building a relationship with someone he thought was his biological father but it turned out to be just a random guy.

The worst part is that my aunt is refusing to talk about the subject at all. She won’t tell him why she lied about his father and why he can’t know his real identity. I feel really bad because I don’t know if he’ll ever get closure.

15. Side Family 

My grandma’s father abandoned her mother when her youngest brother was only 3 years old. He just picked up one day and left his wife and his four children alone in their home in Ontario, Canada.

All that was known is that he was heading west. Other than that we had no idea where he was going. My grandma is now 90 years old and she decided to take a DNA test about a year ago. 

She found out her father ended up marrying someone new in British Columbia after he had headed west. He hadn’t even divorced her mother which meant that the wedding was technically illegal.

On top of this it turns out that he had four children with her. This piece of scum had left his family and went clear across the country to start another one. 

He had named one of his new sons Gordon which is coincidentally the same name as my grandma’s brother. I guess he must’ve liked the name if he gave it to two different sons who were in two different families.

I just hope he treats the new Gordon better than he did the original. 

14. Alive and Kicking

My mom just recently found out that her biological father was alive and well living in Minnesota. This was obviously very surprising as my mom had spent her fifty years on Earth believing that grandpa was her biological father.

My grandmother is saying that the tests are fraudulent and you shouldn’t believe everything you read on the internet. We told grandma that DNA testing is very reliable and is used extensively by governments and organizations throughout the world.

A couple of weeks go by and we decide to go to Minnesota so we can meet him. Turns out he’s a super nice guy who never got married or had any children. The year I was born just happened to be the year I retired.

He also was a pilot which funnily enough is exactly the line of work that I am in. He’s so thrilled to find out he has a daughter. He has mentioned that it’s lonely in his old age without any wife, kids or grandkids to keep him company. 

I’m so glad my mom took the plunge and decided to find other members of our family.  

13. Grandma Did What

I felt very pleased with myself when I decided to buy my mother-in-law’s side of the family a 23andMe kit. I thought it would be nice for them to learn more about their family heritage and ancestry.

We ended up learning that my wife’s grandmother had an affair which meant that my wife’s mother’s biological father was not the father who raised her.  

Christmas dinner is going to be absolutely crazy this year. What I thought would be a nice gesture may end up ripping apart a family. Maybe we should all just stop buying 23andMe kits. 

12. A Nasty Surprise

This is one of the most interesting 23AndMe stories I had ever heard. I met this guy and he told me found out he was adopted after he took a DNA test a few years ago.

He was shocked when he found out that he had 10 half-siblings from his dad’s side scattered all across the country.

He reached out to them to learn more and the news couldn’t have been worse. They told him that their biological father is a serial criminal who was wanted in a number of states and was still on the loose.

He was absolutely horrified and decided this was a secret he wasn’t too keen on sharing with anyone. 

11. Mom or Sister

I went my whole life without knowing that my grandparents had adopted me. There was never any reason to think that I wasn’t their kid. I looked at old photographs of my mom (my actual grandmother) and we looked exactly alike.

I never in a million years would’ve guessed that she wasn’t my grandmother. 

One day while sitting in my college dorm my friends and I thought it would be cool to order DNA kits and try them out. The results left me floored. My older sister was not my older sister but instead my biological mother.

She had gotten pregnant at 14 and wasn’t going to be able to take care of me. My grandparents wanted her and me to have a normal life so they adopted me and decided to raise me as their own. 

10. A Shocking Twist

I had always known I was adopted. My birth mother was really young and wouldn’t be able to provide a safe and loving home for me so she put me up for adoption when I was born. One thing she never told them was who my birth father was. 

I love my parents wholeheartedly and couldn’t have asked for a better life, but I still wanted to see where I came from.

Maybe it would’ve been better if I wasn’t so curious. You’re never going to guess who my biological father was, it was my adopted dad. He had cheated on my adoptive mom with my biological mom and then decided to adopt me because they (adoptive mom and him) were having trouble getting pregnant. 

I don’t know if my mom will ever forgive my dad.

9. Grandpa The Sinner 

I have a friend whose grandfather is holier than thou and is a strict and devout Christian. The news I learned about him was so unexpected that I nearly spat out my drink. He had four children outside of his marriage with three different neighbors. Neither I or my friend could believe it.

The youngest child’s mother was only 17 years old and this occurred the year grandpa died which would make him 78. Everyone was totally blindsided.

There may even be more kids out there that we don’t know about. Unfortunately, with grandpa’s untimely passing we may never about the rest of our family. 

8. Seed Donors

Our family recently found that two of our family members have been seed donors for some time. One of them has a whopping 40+ children. He is currently unmarried and has had his most recent relationship end because his girlfriend found out and didn’t feel comfortable marrying someone who had that many children.

What really upset her is that he continued to donate even after he wasn’t a broke college student. She couldn’t wrap her head around why he continued to donate even after he got older. 

The other family member only has one donor child. He’s married and has a family. Even though his wife was unhappy when she found out it was over 30 years ago and he only had one child.  

7. Closed Doors 

One of my wife’s cousins is adopted. Recently he was able to not only find his biological parents but also multiple siblings who were a 100% DNA match with him. He was an only child so the only thing he longed for was to find family and especially siblings. He was super excited to reach out and connect with them.

However, he didn’t get the response he was expecting. They told him not to contact them and they wanted nothing to do with him.

He discovered that he was born shortly after his biological parents divorced and because no one wanted him (including his siblings) he was put up for adoption. He’s absolutely heartbroken as he had always wished for a big family with tons of brothers and sisters.

He’s slowly processing things and realizing that blood doesn’t make someone your family. This makes me happy as we all love him very much and want him to realize that we’re his family.  

6. Made For TV

I was adopted and always wanted to learn about the rest of my family. Through AncestryDNA I was able to find my biological brother. Not only did we go to the same college but we also did the same minor and major. In addition, we had a lot of other similarities. 

I also met my birth mother and birth father and many of my other relatives. The local TV news network got wind of our story and decided to run a story on us. 

AncestryDNA heard about this and decided to send us on an all expenses paid trip to Benin, Africa in order to meet the rest of the extended family. 

When we met my birth father’s extended family my grandfather decided to buy everyone in the family a DNA test kit. My brother’s wife took the test and she found out that her dad wasn’t her biological dad. 

Her mom confessed to her that she had a one night stand in Paris on vacation and had told no one about it. Everyone’s feelings have been hurt by the revelation but they’re looking to go to therapy to work through it because they want to keep the family together. 

5. Surprising Name Change

My family and I had always believed that our last name had come from Ellis Island. The real story is that my great grandfather changed his name when he married my great grandmother because he wanted to cover up the fact that he left his other wife and his eight children. 

This means that my grandfather has just discovered that he has eight half-siblings and we’re just finding this out now. It’s been over 80 years since my great grandfather’s deception and many of his initial 8 children have passed away.

However, it is cool to learn about all the new cousins I now have. Turns out one of them lives about an hour away and we’re going to meet up to have lunch soon. 

4. Lots of Donations

My aunt’s husband was unable to have kids because he had undergone a cancer treatment in his younger days that left him infertile. When they decided to start a family they had agreed upon using a seed donor in order to get my aunt pregnant. The same donor was used for both of my cousins. Let’s call them D & C.

My cousin D and I both decided to use 23AndMe to see if we had any other long lost family out there. When looking at D’s results I showed up as a first or second cousin which made total sense. 

But we also found that there were some people labeled as “first cousins or closer”. This meant that these people were more closely related to her than even I was. 

This meant that they may have even been siblings. 

D decided that she wanted to learn more. She initially thought that she may have a few half-siblings out there. She did not expect to find that she had hundreds of half-siblings!

The donor that her mother used was extremely popular in the 1990s and the donor company proceeded to use that donor to impregnate hundreds of women. 

There are so many siblings that there is even a Facebook group that has been created for this donor’s children. Some of the siblings even have meetups from time to time. They eventually found their biological father. Turns out he lives in Switzerland with a family of his own. 

3. Away In Korea

While my grandfather was deployed for the Korean War my grandmother had an affair back home in the states. Since my grandfather was deployed for multiple years, my grandmother was able to have the baby girl and put her up for adoption before my grandfather had even returned from the war. 

After he came back they wound up having five sons together. 

None of them were aware that they had an older sister. One of my dad’s cousins matched with my newly found aunt on Ancestry.com. We found out that she only lives about an hour away.

Since then she has begun to visit to get to know her brothers better. Unfortunately, her biological mother (my grandmother) passed away a few years ago and they’ll never have the opportunity to meet. 

2. Building New Bonds 

My father abandoned my mother and I when I was little and I have absolutely no relationship with him. I recently took the 23AndMe test to see if I had any other family out there. It turns out that the father who had left us wasn’t my biological father.

Fast forward a year and I get a message from a close connection on 23AndMe. A sister on my dad’s side had reached out to me.

Through her I was able to learn about my brother and my biological dad. I’ve met them a couple of times and we are starting to form a relationship.

They’re actually coming over in a couple of hours to meet my wife and daughter. They’ve never met my father so I’m super excited for them to meet. 

23AndMe absolutely changed my life. I already had a wonderful family but it has helped me connect with people I never would’ve met.

1. Just for Funsies

My best friend since birth went his whole life believing that he was ¾ white and ¼ Japanese. A couple of years ago he decided to take a DNA test to see if he was at risk for any hereditary diseases. 

The results said he is 0% Japanese and a whopping 47% Native American. His mother is a chemistry professor who had actually cheated on his dad with her old lab partner.

Her lab partner moved back to the US (we live in England) before she could ever tell him that she was pregnant with their child.

This caused his parents to get a divorce all these years later. He no longer speaks to his mother but is still close with the father who raised him. None of his Japanese relatives on his dad’s side know. 

His paternal great grandmother would always remark how much he looked like his father when he was young. Keeping the secret away from them was always a challenge. 

He eventually found his biological father in the states who hasn’t had any other children and has since married another man. With no other kids he was super excited to find out he had a son. 

My friend has also learned much more about his Native American roots and has become an official member of the tribe.

He also goes out to the states and spends summer with them. I’ve been watching this saga unfold from the sidelines and it has been crazy to say the least. 



A while back, there was this wild drama over a shared fence between my family and our new neighbors in our HOA neighborhood. We had just moved in from an apartment and were super excited about our new backyard.

My dad went all out and got these rows of plants, spent like a thousand bucks, and had them professionally planted along the backyard fence. We loved that space, family gatherings, playing around, you name it.

Then one day, we stepped out to find our fence-high plants chopped and shredded, a real mess. Dad was FURIOUS. Those plants weren’t cheap. He stormed over to the neighbor’s, demanding an explanation. The neighbor simply said our plants were crossing his property line. So, Dad got them replanted, costing him another few hundred, but this time, he made sure they stayed well within our fences.

But, surprise surprise, one night, Dad caught the neighbor in the act again! That was it. He called the cops for destruction of property. After some heated discussions, they agreed to bring in a professional to mark the property line.

I remember the next day clearly as a day. Orange tape everywhere, showing that the neighbor’s fence was 11 inches into our space. The professional said their fence had to be taken down and moved 11 inches in. 

The whole thing blew up in the neighbor’s face when we got to re-plant our plants and enjoy a much larger yard area, while he had to cut down his property by area and also pay $10,000 as a fine.



My dad passed away on Father’s Day in 2012. Being his only child, I had to take care of all his affairs, pay all due bills, and also cancel his utilities account.

When I called the utility company to cancel, the lady on the phone asked for a copy of his official death certificate. I sent it in promptly, but the next month, we got another bill. When I called again, a new woman insisted on speaking with the account holder, despite me explaining that he had passed away and that they had a copy of his death certificate.

Frustrated, I made an appointment with a supervisor. Not only was I in mourning, I was furious at their customer service. I arrived at the board of public utilities with the original death certificate and along with it, my dad’s ashes in a clear plastic bag.

I asked for the same lady as the one on the phone, went over to her desk, and politely placed them on her desk, and I asked her to tell my dad’s remains I loved him when she spoke to them.

Her jaw? DROPPED! She called the cops, accusing me of assault. The police questioned me, and I explained the situation. I acknowledged it was extreme to bring human remains in public, but the lady on the phone insisted on speaking to my deceased dad in person. No actions were taken against me because there were no laws broken.

After this, the lady’s supervisor and the supervisor’s boss had a private discussion. They apologized over and over, and I calmly stated, “It was an extreme measure, but sometimes, extreme situations call for extreme actions.”



I am 31 M, and gay, and work at a grocery store, where my boyfriend and I often cross paths as he shops for his groceries almost daily. Sometimes, he’d wave or say hi, but we kept our convos brief unless I was on break.

One day, my department manager, who was apparently clueless about my sexual orientation, noticed my boyfriend’s friendly gestures and asked about the guy waving and smiling at me. His reaction was, well, strange. Not necessarily a disgusted face, but it clearly hinted at his realization.

From then on, whenever my boyfriend visited, my manager watched him like a hawk. If my boyfriend waved, my manager would jump on me, accusing me of slacking off, even though I was just doing my job with a smile.

After a week of this scrutiny, my manager called me aside for a chat. He claimed my boyfriend was too distracting and shouldn’t shop there while I was working. He even threw the word “termination’ around, if things didn’t change.

I was infuriated and wanted to take serious action. But my boyfriend had a different plan in mind. So, instead of taking legal or corporate action, we decided to get creative and decided to prank him.

We got about 15 of our gay friends together. They all came into the store, dressed in the most ridiculously colorful clothes. Well, you could clearly tell these people were part of LGBTQ.

My manager tried to hide in the back, but every gay customer needed “the manager’s” assistance and they had the most hilarious questions. Like, will these carrots improve my vision? Or, do you have any left-handed scissors? I will never forget my manager’s face. HE WAS SO CONFUSED!

After that evening, you could clearly see a change in my manager’s behavior. Though he never really acknowledged it, he stopped berating me, and the work environment became more pleasant and inclusive.

Some may say that this was really unnecessary. It just goes to show that sometimes, a little creativity is all it takes to make a statement and bring a change.



Okay, So I have been a mechanic my whole adult life. One day, a lady with the tallest heels and the pointiest nails came in complaining of a rattling noise in her car. I put the car on the lift and inspected it, only to find a nearly broken tie rod and a faulty rack and pinion. Her steering system and front wheel were on the verge of breaking. This car was just moments away from the wheels  being disconnected from the steering wheel!

I clearly explained the situation to her, but she insisted that I temporarily fix it somehow, because she was in a rush. I obviously denied the service because if her car were to be in a crash, I would be the one blamed for it. But she kept insisting, saying that I must do a rushed job. She had a meeting that she had to get to, so I suggested she take a cab and leave her car with me while I properly fixed it. 

But she then accused me of robbing her and overcharging her. I kept denying to just glue it back together, but then she started threatening me by saying she would get the cops involved. Knowing that I was right in this situation and hadn’t done anything wrong, I insisted that she go ahead and call the cops. 

A few minutes later, 2 young police officers showed up, they heard her side and my side of the story and quickly deemed that she was the one being unreasonable. 

They asked the lady if she understood the safety concern, she said yes and was let go, but not without signing a statement declining crucial safety repairs. I will never forget the smugness on her face with the most “hah told you” expression ever. 

Despite multiple warnings, the lady decided to rush to her meeting in her car, believing she could make it in time. However, as she sped down the road, the faulty tie rod finally gave way, causing her to lose control of the vehicle. Fortunately, she escaped with minor injuries, but her car was impounded, and she was fined for reckless driving. 



Yesterday, I decided to treat my kids to dinner at an international chain restaurant. We were super excited, especially because the kid’s meal came with ice cream. The only thing is, you have to serve the ice cream yourself, at the ice cream station.

So I went to fill it up, three bowls—one tooty-fruity, one choco chip, and one cookie cream with sprinkles. But there were no bowls by the stand. So I asked the employee behind the counter for three kid’s meal ice cream bowls. 

Now this guy might’ve been new because he looked at the stack of bowls of different sizes behind him and gave me a look of confusion, as if I was supposed to know which size to give.

He asked me to wait a moment, and went to who seemed like the manager of the place. “Hey boss, what do we put the kids’ ice cream in?”

Without missing a beat, the boss replied, “A freaking bowl, what do you think?”

We chuckled nervously. “Yes, but what size?” the employee replied.

With a hint of impatience, the boss said, “JUST GIVE HIM A FRICKIN’ BOWL.”

The employee, clearly amused by the situation, handed me three of the largest bowls they had, grinning from ear to ear.

“Sorry about that, sir. I think these will do,” he said, practically giggling. 

My kids were thrilled with their oversized ice cream bowls, and we had a good laugh about it. As we were halfway through our ice creams, the manager walked by, and was kind of stunned at the three jumbo sized bowls at our table. 

He was clearly shocked and just stood by our table in disbelief for a second, probably realizing what had happened. The employee and I shared a glance, knowing what we knew. And I decided that I was definitely taking the kids back there again!



A few years back, I found myself on a long flight from LA to Singapore. Now, I’m a tall guy, standing at about 6 ‘3, and let me tell you, squeezing into those economy seats is not a joke. 

On most flights, my knees are practically kissing the seat in front of me. Usually, it’s not a big deal, especially when the person in the front sees just how crammed I am.

But, oh boy, not this time. The guy in front of me was determined to recline his seat, even though my legs were in the way. He turned around and asked if I could move. I told him, “I wish I could, but my legs won’t budge. I’ll try to shift a bit, but don’t expect a whole lot of space.”

I shrugged and mouthed a sincere “sorry!”

He didn’t take it well. Instead of understanding, he decided to push back on his seat as hard as he could. I just found his behavior so childish, but he just could not recline all the way because I really was just that crammed up!

Frustrated, he called a flight attendant, demanding a new seat. The attendant,  without entertaining this irrational man, told him there were no available seats.

Still unsatisfied, the man demanded to speak to the pilot. The attendant said that it’s not possible for the pilots to get involved in such situations, but she will ask the chief of crew to handle this.

The chief came in asking the guy what was the issue, and after hearing him and also looking at my situation, asked, “Sir, would you like a seat in the business class?” It was initially unclear who the chief was talking to. “Finally”, the man in front of me said. But here’s the kicker: he wasn’t talking to the man; he was talking to me!

Walking past the fuming guy, I settled into my new business class seat, complete with free drinks. Safe to say, that drink tasted better with a side of karma served!



I work in an office where before every holiday season we have this crazy 8-week period where we’re swamped with work and have to put in 12-14 hour days. To make things a bit easier, the company reimburses us for dinner, up to $13 per meal. All we have to do is submit a claim with our receipts at the end of the busy season.

Now, the food options around my work aren’t the best, so most days, I brought my dinner from home. However, some days I just didn’t have the energy to bring a full home-cooked meal. So, during those 8 weeks, I ended up buying maybe 10 meals through the span of 8 weeks.

Here’s the kicker: three of those meals cost me $13.50 each, going 50 cents over the limit a total of three times. I thought, “No biggie, right?” My manager agreed and said I could include the overage on my expense claim. So, I did, and he even signed off on it.

Fast forward a few days after I submitted my report, and I got an email from the Head Office saying they rejected my claim because of that pesky $1.50 overage. They wanted me to resubmit the claim without it. I was baffled—I mean, my manager was okay with it, right?

I explained to them that my manager had signed off on it and had no issues. But they wouldn’t budge. Their email basically ended with a “read the company policy next time” note.

I took their advice to heart and dove right into the policy. If they wanna be petty, I wasn’t going to back down either. And get this, not only did the company policy state the $13 maximum for purchased meals, but it also mentioned a $10 per diem for meals brought from home. I never knew that I qualified for having my home cooked meals reimbursed!

You can imagine my delight when they removed the $1.50 overage and added an additional $300 for the 30 meals I brought from home.

Lesson learned: always, always read the fine print, folks!



I work in a store where our policy of breaking large bills for customers has caused some unintended consequences. Despite the clear sign indicating our limited ability to break big bills, many customers still expect us to accommodate them.

When the corporation responded to our depleted tills by instructing us to carry more $20s and $10s, we decided to have a little fun with their request. Instead of stocking up on larger bills, we went to the bank and exchanged our money for an abundance of $5s and $1s.

The next time a customer came in with a $100 bill for a small purchase, we gave them their change in $5s, counting out each bill with exaggerated enthusiasm. It didn’t take long for them to realize that we were out of $20s and $10s due to customers paying with larger bills.

Some customers caught on quickly, while others needed a more direct explanation. But eventually, the message of our bill breaking limitations finally got through, and our situation improved. It was a small victory, but it made our days at the shop a little more entertaining.



I quit my job… for about 15 minutes. Working for a medical transport company with Medicaid rules was like navigating a maze of regulations. One such rule stood out – assisting patients inside their homes was forbidden. INSIDE THEIR HOMES.

There was this elderly lady, her quaint home posed a challenge. A small foyer led to three steps up to the main floor.  She also had a back door entrance which consisted of two and a half flights of flimsy steps to a bedroom upstairs. Keep in mind, she was wheelchair-bound.

Logically, one would use the front door to avoid the hassle of going up many stairs. But Medicaid insisted on the back stairs, leaving her to navigate the rest.

Ignoring the policy, we headed for the front door entrance. An unexpected inspector caught us in the act. We told him how difficult it would be to go through the back, but he didn’t seem to care.  

However, I wasn’t going to back down on pleading my case. We unloaded the elderly lady onto the sidewalk, and I declared my resignation over the radio. I then happily escorted her in through the front door. Moments later, once we were done, I returned, within 15 minutes and requested my job back.

My boss, to his credit, understood why I did what I did. He took me back, noting the 15-minute gap in my employment records to stay compliant. It was a small victory, but it felt good to stand up for what I believed was right, even if just for a few minutes.



I used to manage a large national chain restaurant, and one day, I was asked to oversee a location in a city about an hour away. They put me up in a hotel, and everything seemed fine until the first weekend when I discovered a major problem.

The GM had forgotten to order any change (small bills/rolls of coins) for the safe, and to make matters worse, the local branch of our bank was closing soon. Knowing that time was tight, I quickly grabbed $800 and drove to the bank.

When I got there, I waited in line and then asked the teller to make change ($400 in $5 bills, $300 in $1 bills, and $100 in assorted rolled coins). To my surprise, she told me that the bank didn’t make any changes at all. I was taken aback but didn’t give up.

I went back to my car, grabbed my personal checkbook, and returned to the bank. This time, I told the teller that I wanted to close my account since the bank was no longer customer service-oriented. She seemed unimpressed but processed my request.



Oh man, let me tell you about the time I worked as a 911 dispatcher. I once got a call from a woman who was complaining about a black man just walking down the street. Can you believe it? She was upset just because he was black and walking down the street, doing nothing wrong.

Now, here’s the kicker. We had this policy that we had to dispatch an officer whenever someone requested it, no matter how ridiculous the reason. So, guess what I did? I sent the only black officer we had on duty to respond to the call. It was a bit out of his area, but I figured it was worth it.

When the officer arrived, the woman went absolutely nuts. She called again, screaming that there was now a black man knocking on her door. I couldn’t help but chuckle a bit when I told her, “Yes, this is the police officer you requested.”

But she wasn’t having it. She refused to open the door and was throwing a huge fit on the phone. And guess what? SHe just had to settle and take her complaint back. It was worth every minute of my time, just to sit back and watch the change of events.



So, I am not exactly who you’d call a cheap person. I believe in appreciating the service of others, especially when it comes to tipping. But my company seemed to have a different opinion when they saw I tipped 20% for a $15 lunch.

They told me it was too much, but come on, I just took up a good chunk of my server’s time. Leaving $3 seemed fair to me.

It’s not like I’m breaking the bank here, especially since my company gives me $75 a day for food, which I never max out anyway. But you know what? That’s about to change.

Today, instead of my usual salad or sandwich, I went all out and got myself a lobster grilled cheese. And you bet I upgraded my fries to the duck fat ones. Let’s see them try to save that 5% on the rest of my meals while I’m on the road.



Let me tell you about the time I worked at a Subway with no managers, just a couple of us on minimum wage. This one customer was giving me grief over something—I can’t even remember what it was. She demanded to speak to the manager, and since there wasn’t one, I decided to promote myself on the spot.

With a straight face, I told her, “Manager speaking, how can I help you?” Well, that didn’t sit well with her. She realized she wasn’t going to get a different answer from me and asked for a phone number to call.

Now, the owner had warned us never to give out his cell number, so I gave her the store number instead. She had this smug look, thinking about the trouble she’d cause me. But as she smirked, the phone behind me started ringing.

I’ll never forget the look on her face as I picked up the phone, met her gaze, and asked, “How may I help you?” She didn’t say a word and just stormed out. It was a priceless moment.



So, I remember a few years ago, my dad was attending a several-day course to earn some additional qualifications for his job. The final day was going to be the ultimate test, a multiple-choice exam to be precise.

On test day, as everyone settled into place, the teacher laid down the law: “I will NOT tolerate any cheating. You all have ONE strike, but that’s IT! If I catch you a second time, you will be immediately expelled, and your score will be invalidated.”

The teacher’s old-school strictness, treating professionals like school kids, didn’t sit well with my dad. But he played along.

The test went smoothly for my dad until he reached the last question, which he wasn’t sure about. But hey, he had that free strike, right?

So, like a boss, he called out to the class, “What’s the answer to question 14?” Without missing a beat, a fellow participant yelled back the answer. My dad quickly filled in the last question, handed in his test, and calmly left the room.

Afterwards, the teacher approached my dad with a mix of surprise and begrudging respect. Perhaps he changed his policy or softened his approach, but the incident surely left a mark.



Alright, so I used to work at this call center for an electricity retailer, and let me tell you, it was something else. The place was highly unionized, but management had this crazy policy where they’d dock your pay by the minute if you were late. I mean, come on, a minute or two late and they’d start cutting into your paycheck! It was such a stingy move.

The union found out about this little trick and boy, were they mad. They demanded to see everyone’s log-on and log-off times, and that’s when things got interesting.

Turns out, most of us would stay back after our shifts to finish up calls and clear the queue. Sometimes we’d be stuck there for 15-20 minutes, but usually just a few minutes. And guess what? Management never factored that in.

The union made management recalculate everyone’s pay based on actual clock-on and clock-off times. They also reminded them about penalty rates for staying past the end of the shift. And get this! It turned out that pretty much everyone had spent more time wrapping up calls than they had been late clocking on.

So, in the end, each of us got paid for those lost wages, at overtime rates no less. It cost the company a fortune, and let me tell you, they never docked anyone’s pay for being late again.



A few years back, I was in a job that felt like a dead end, with a boss who rarely appreciated the hard work we put in. One morning, I arrived a little late, thinking it wasn’t a big deal since I had worked late the night before. Like late late at night.

As I collected my tasks for the day, I couldn’t help but let out a big “UGHH”. It was going to be another long, long day, I thought to myself. My boss, seizing the opportunity, scolded and started yelling at me in front of my colleagues, for being late and complaining about the work, announcing that I was fired. I found his behavior super unprofessional and petty.

Instead of pleading for my job, I decided to call his bluff. I handed in my work materials and walked out, confident I could find another job in no time.

However, my boss quickly realized he didn’t have anyone else who could do what I did, especially with the current labor market challenges. He called me back, claiming he had meant to say I was “FiHired” rather than fired. It was the most ridiculous excuse EVER! But well, at least I still had my job along with a $2/hour raise, proving that sometimes standing up for yourself can lead to unexpected rewards.



Last summer, I landed this awesome gig selling ice cream on my hometown beach. It was the best job ever. People were cool, I got to soak up some sun, and hey, I even got paid! Plus, the best part? We could snack on the ice cream during our breaks.

One day, this dad and his kid came up to my stand. Dad orders a cone with two scoops for himself and one scoop for the kid. But the kid, he’s not having it. He wants two scoops too.

Dad tries to explain that the scoops are huge and one is enough. I jump in, trying to help out, even offering to make the scoop extra big. But nope, kid’s not having it. He starts throwing a fit, almost crying, demanding two scoops.

Dad, probably not wanting to deal with a meltdown, gives in and says fine, the kid can have two scoops. But then he lays down the law: if the kid can’t finish the ice cream, no TV for the rest of the vacation.

Now, I’m not one to pass up a chance to teach a lesson. I scoop up one of the biggest scoops I’ve ever scooped, plop it on the cone. The kid’s eyes go wide. I scoop up an even bigger scoop, add it to the first one.

I hand over this towering ice cream cone, and you can see the kid realizing he’s in trouble. Dad, surprisingly chill about the whole thing, even gives me a tip, which hardly ever happens.

All in all, it was a pretty good day at the beach.



A few years back, my buddy Talon found himself in a peculiar situation involving his late father’s ashes. See, Talon’s dad had passed away about five years ago, and they had him cremated, so Talon had his father’s urn at home.

Now, there was this teacher, Mr. McJerk (not his real name, but it fits), who for some reason was upset with Talon. Maybe Talon forgot to turn in an assignment or something trivial like that. But Mr. McJerk, being the stubborn person he was, demanded to meet Talon’s father.

Despite Talon’s attempts to explain that his father had passed away, Mr. McJerk wouldn’t believe him.

So, the next day, Talon decided to prove his point. He brought his dad’s urn to school and, with a mix of frustration and humor, placed it right on Mr. McJerk’s desk. “You wanted to meet my dad,” Talon said, “so here he is.”



I work as an emergency dispatcher and 911 operator, and one night, a call came in about a pickup truck parked at a tire store, and there was a mysterious man loading tires into the back. Deputies responded, confirming a theft, and asked me to call the owner to see if he wanted to file a report.

When I called, the owner was clearly annoyed at being woken up at 1:30 in the morning. But after I explained the situation, his tone softened, and he seemed grateful. However, as soon as I mentioned who I was, he snapped, “YOU DON’T CALL ME AT THIS TIME OF THE MORNING!” and hung up. It was clear he didn’t care much about the theft after all.

I informed the deputies, who were surprised by his reaction. A few days later, I learned that the owner had filed a report for the stolen tires but complained that we should have contacted him when the theft occurred.

The complaint made its way to my supervisor, who forwarded the notes and a recording of the 45-second phone call back up the chain. To sum it up for you, the owner was basically told where he could shove his complaint. 



A few years ago, my dad, one of the three partners in a medium-sized company, attended a drinking party with his team. It wasn’t an official company event, but more of a casual get-together. The bar was serving appetizers, and when my dad requested it without ice (he just can’t stand ice diluting his drink), the landlord behind the bar insisted that ice was mandatory.

Despite his dislike for ice, my dad accepted the drink, removed the ice, and placed it on the drain rack under the beer taps. The owner of the bar, unhappy with this, ordered my dad to leave.

My dad, somewhat expecting this reaction, asked the owner to repeat himself. Once again, he was told to leave. Without making a fuss, my dad said, “Alright,” and began to exit.

To everyone’s surprise, his entire team began to follow him out. The owner, taken aback, protested, saying they didn’t all have to leave, only my dad had to.

One of my dad’s colleagues spoke up, saying, “Sorry, mate. He’s the big boss. Where he goes, we all go.”

So, they left and went to another bar. They had made a reservation at the first bar, but they hadn’t put down a deposit or purchased any drinks yet. Since the aperitifs were complimentary, the landlord didn’t even earn anything from their visit.

It was a small act of solidarity, but it spoke volumes about the respect and loyalty my dad’s team had for him.



Let me give you a bit of background before we jump in – I’ve been studying abroad in India for the last two weeks. Just a day before I flew out, I must’ve eaten something that didn’t sit well with me because I got hit with the infamous “Delhi Belly.”

Now, I’m the type who likes to plan ahead, so I made sure to book aisle seats for all my flights, knowing full well I’d probably be making multiple trips to the bathroom.

As I made my way to my seat, I noticed that an older woman had taken it for herself. I pointed at the number above, but instead of moving to her middle seat, she got up and motioned for me to sit in it.

At that moment, I thought about explaining my situation, but I decided to just let my actions do the talking instead.

As soon as the seat belt sign went off after takeoff, I got up to make my first visit to the restroom. She had actually fallen asleep at this point, so I had to gently wake her up so she could move (she wasn’t too thrilled about it).

Twenty minutes later, I had to go again.

After a total of four trips to the restroom, and with still 1.5 hours to go before landing, she was starting to get visibly irritated. Finally, after my fifth and final defecation, she offered to swap seats.

To top it all off, I didn’t even need to get up again until we landed.



Okay, so I am a pizza delivery boy and I am good at what I do, so while most customers are pleasant, there are a few who just love to test me..

This one time, a customer specified 5:30 PM as the delivery time. I left the store at 5:20 PM, but unexpected traffic delayed me, and I arrived at 5:34 PM.

The customer exploded with anger, insisting that if she ordered for a specific time, it must arrive exactly then, not a minute sooner or later. No tip, of course.

The next week, she ordered again for 5:30 PM. This time, with extra help, I managed to get the order out earlier and even took a break to eat. I delivered her food precisely at 5:30 PM, but she didn’t acknowledge me, too engrossed in her phone. No tip, yet again.

This routine continued, and I began to savor the brief moments of peace while eating, despite the lack of tips. One day, feeling mischievous, I decided to park right outside her driveway and enjoy my lunch before ringing the doorbell at exactly 5:30 PM.

When she opened the door, she screamed- “HAVE YOU BEEN OUT THERE WITH MY PIZZA ALL THIS WHILE?” Oh so she noticed. I calmly explained that since she wanted her order at 5:30, I didn’t want to bring it too early. Surprise surprise, no tip, but the satisfaction was sooo worth it.



Years ago, I worked as a furniture delivery driver. My helper and I had a fantastic working relationship, but our warehouse manager was a bit of a stickler for the rules, always serious and seemingly allergic to fun.

He introduced a new policy called the “Two Hour Window” for deliveries, where he would schedule our route and call customers to let them know when we’d arrive, giving them a two-hour timeframe.

The first day of this new policy, we were so efficient that we often arrived earlier than expected. I started calling ahead to ask if we could come early, and customers loved it. But instead of praise, we were reprimanded by our boss for breaking the rules by coming early.

Despite this, we kept up our hard work and efficiency. When we finished deliveries early, we’d take a break for an hour or two. Living in New Jersey, there was always something to do, so we visited arcades, museums, and even the beach. And since we were technically on the clock, it was all paid time.

We didn’t want to get in trouble for breaking the rules, but sometimes, you just have to bend them a little to keep things running smoothly.



So, I remember the time when my roommate’s sister, let’s call her Sarah, had some interesting rules about language. She was what you might call a stickler for religious purity, and she didn’t allow her kids to say common phrases like “oh my God,” “oh my gosh/goodness,” “awesome,” “good,” or “great.”

According to her, only God could be described in such “holy” terms.

Now I thought, why not have some fun with this? One day, my roommate and I went to Sarah’s house to drop off something, and I made it my mission to use the most elaborate and obscure words I could think of for the most ordinary things.

Instead of saying “good,” I’d say “venerated.” Instead of “great,” I’d say “sublime.” And instead of “awesome,” I’d say “sacrosanct.” You get the idea.

And well, let’s just say it was a bit awkward. Sarah would give me these half-smiles, clearly trying to be polite but also clearly having no idea what I was talking about. Can’t wait to visit Sarah again!



So, I remember the time when my employer decided to go digital with our records, transitioning from paper-based files. It was a massive project, and there were three immediate problems staring us in the face. First, our company didn’t want a generic system; they wanted a custom, unique one.

Second, it had to be done cost-effectively, with net savings from Year 1. And lastly, the guy leading the charge (let’s call him Genius) always thought he was the smartest person in the room, even though, trust me, he wasn’t.

One of my colleagues took on the project with one condition: she wanted the next July off for her wedding and honeymoon. She was putting in the hard work, and the project was actually moving forward. Part of her job was managing passwords, which couldn’t be written down anywhere because, according to Genius, it was ‘bad practice.’ She kept reminding Genius about her upcoming wedding, but he kept assuring her it would be fine, without ever signing off the paperwork.

Fast forward to mid-May, and the project was way behind schedule. This was mainly because Genius had convinced management that it could all be done in-house at minimal cost. But he kept changing the design every time he came across a new article on IT.

Then, just six weeks before her wedding, my friend was told that her leave was canceled. The project took priority, and she was expected to reschedule her wedding and honeymoon. Genius couldn’t comprehend why this might be an issue. So, she continued doing her job, updating passwords as required, never recording them anywhere as per the rules… and on the last day of June, she resigned without notice.

While she was on her honeymoon, she received a frantic call from Genius demanding all the passwords. “Sorry, I don’t work there anymore,” she calmly replied before hanging up.

And that’s why, even a decade later, our company still has a few hundred electronic case files we can’t access.



Working the cash register doesn’t usually offer many chances for malicious compliance but well, here’s one!

So I remember this one day, a customer approached the counter and casually tossed a round battery onto the surface. “Hey! Do you guys sell this battery?” I checked the size and confirmed that we indeed stocked exactly 2032 batteries of the same kind.

“Great, can you grab one for me?” I headed over to the battery display, picked one out, and returned to the register.

Just as I was about to step back, the customer chimed in: “Actually, I need four of those!”

I went back to the display, but this time, instead of grabbing a four-pack, I picked out three more single batteries. Returning to the counter, I placed all four singles in front of the customer. Although the total cost was about double what a four-pack would have been, you can’t really put a price on saving ten extra steps during a shopping trip.



So, there’s a bit of drama unfolding at home. My younger brother was helping Dad with his computer, but like always, things got heated, and my brother decided he’d had enough and stormed off. Dad, feeling a bit spiteful, told him to turn off everything in his room. 

Fair enough, I guess, if he won’t fix Dad’s computer, he can’t use his own. 

But here’s the twist—Dad forgot that the router is in my brother’s room. It’s been a good ten minutes, and Dad’s still in the study, probably wondering why his laptop isn’t connecting to the internet. My brother? Well…



I’m back home for spring break, and on a Saturday night, after we finished watching a movie, I turned on the shower, ready to relax, when suddenly it sounded like the KGB was about to storm the bathroom door.

Expecting my dad to burst in for some reason, I opened the door, only to find my teenage sister screaming at me, demanding to use the bathroom.

Surprised, I stepped out, letting her use it, and I could still hear her rant on and on about it. “Ugh, great to be back home!” I grunted to myself.

She came out and continued yelling about how I should have informed her before taking a shower, then stormed into her room and slammed the door shut.

Ignoring her, I took my shower and went to bed around 1 am, keeping my college sleep schedule. The next night, as I was getting ready for bed around midnight, I remembered her high school routine and decided to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Before showering, I knocked on her door and loudly announced that I would be taking a shower. The look of annoyance on her face was priceless, but she got the message loud and clear.



So my tyrant of a boss has since been fired, which adds a satisfying twist to this tale. During his tenure, he was the epitome of a Grade-A jerk.

His favorite pastime? Reminding everyone who was boss. He’d assign absurd tasks and shut down any questions by asserting his dominance. Threats of termination for the slightest hint of “disobedience” were his go-to.

One day, he called a meeting about the dress code, alleging some employees weren’t tucking in their shirts. Feeling secure with my neatly tucked shirt, polished shoes, and well-gelled hair, I thought I was in the clear.

Boy was I wrong!

Approaching me, he waved the dress code, pointing out my light gray undershirt, apparently a violation of the rule mandating white or navy blue undershirts.

I was incredulous. Upon checking the rulebook myself, I discovered that if an undershirt was worn, it must be white or blue. The key word: “if.”

The following day, I arrived without an undershirt, with the top two buttons of my shirt undone. And, by the way, I’m a rather hairy guy. I fluffed up my chest hair, channeling serious Italian mobster vibes.

During the meeting, I positioned myself directly across from him, leaning forward strategically. He appeared visibly uneasy, and later, I observed him frantically scouring the rulebook.

He must not have found anything, because the matter was never mentioned again.



I was in the process of purchasing a car from a small used car dealership. The dealer and I had agreed on a price and a meeting day. However, on the morning of our scheduled meeting, the dealer sold the car without informing me, no courtesy call or text.

Disappointed by this experience, I left an honest review about my terrible experience with the dealership. A few days later, I received a call from the dealer, threatening me with a lawsuit, claiming my review was slanderous. He went on to mention that others who had left one-star reviews were sued for slander and had to pay court fees and remove their reviews.

He proposed that if I edited my review, all would be well, and he wouldn’t take legal action against me.


So, I compiled and edited my review, adding a note that he had threatened me over the phone with a lawsuit because of my negative review, and that my review was entirely truthful based on my experiences.

And just to spite him more, immediately after editing the review, I texted him, saying, “Hey, I’ve edited the review as you requested. I hope there are no hard feelings.” Ironically, it seemed he hadn’t read my edit before responding with, “Thanks, man. I appreciate it. No hard feelings!”