So I was in the plane from Brisbane, Australia to Kuala Lumpur. We (my mom, my sisters and brother and cousins + Dayah - my aunt) had to sit in economy class because there wasn't enough Enrich points for us to go on business class. I thought, it wouldn't be that bad.
It sucked. You can barely move an inch sitting in economy class. It was like being stuck in a box that's perfectly your size. I had to sleep so still it wasn't even enjoyable. I couldn't even get my legs on the chair cause it was so small! But I still managed to sleep for 5 hours, which was good, I guess. It was a night flight so it wasn't that hard to fall asleep (even with all the uncomfortableness).
I woke up at half past five in the morning and I was close to dehydration. I pressed the "person" button on the remote control and it took like 10 minutes for the stewardess to come. I asked (politely, I might add) for a bottle of water and she said, "No, you can't. We can only give you a glass of water." Right, okay. And so she left, leaving me to think she'd bring me the glass (or plastic cup) of water in a matter of seconds. But no. I was wrong. I waited five minutes and went to the toilet and came back, which totaled up to like 15 minutes and there was still no glass of water!!!
I've finally realized that in business class, they treat you like royalty; in economy, they treat you like shit.
By then it was breakfast time, so I guess it was fine. While eating the stale airplane food, I thought to myself, maybe they just don't have enough sleep. That's why the rudeness and all. Sigh. Understanding people is really one hard thing to do.
