I’m like you. People look at me weird while I just sit there letting everyone get off. There’s usually a couple of people who try to be polite and gesture that I can get in line behind them. I thank them, and say no. When the aisle clears, I get up and walk off, skipping the bullshit jostling and shuffling of the impatient cattle.
Unless I have a connecting flight, I also am usually pretty relaxed in getting off the plane. I’ll allow other people to get off before me (unless I’m blocking someone else in my row) and I generally don’t rush.
That said, when I am ready to get off the plane, I get off the fucking plane. I don’t take my time, I don’t rummage around. I make sure I know what I need to grab, and prep as much as I can before hand. Either wait in your seat, or get off the plane.
I’m like you. People look at me weird while I just sit there letting everyone get off. There’s usually a couple of people who try to be polite and gesture that I can get in line behind them. I thank them, and say no. When the aisle clears, I get up and walk off, skipping the bullshit jostling and shuffling of the impatient cattle.
Unless I have a connecting flight, I also am usually pretty relaxed in getting off the plane. I’ll allow other people to get off before me (unless I’m blocking someone else in my row) and I generally don’t rush.
That said, when I am ready to get off the plane, I get off the fucking plane. I don’t take my time, I don’t rummage around. I make sure I know what I need to grab, and prep as much as I can before hand. Either wait in your seat, or get off the plane.