BREAKING NEWS; The Beverage Edition
During our beverage service I approach a seat bank, make direct eye contact with a female passenger, say hello and ask her what she would like to drink. Before she could reply her rude-ass male seat mate completely ignoring our exchange feels the need to yell out “COKE!!” (HIS order).
I then go to the back galley where I successfully diagnose him as a narcissistic & misogynist asshole.
I should be a fucking psychiatrist.