Spates on a plane
During my recent and very fabulous vacation to Iceland (I highly recommend it), I had the opportunity to witness quite an exchange on a plane. Many people tend to not be at their best when traveling.
As we boarded the plane for our late evening flight, two men became a bit entangled. One was standing in the aisle, taking longer than some might like to get situated (we’ll call him Man #1). The other, having fully lost his patience, barked.
Man #1 (who I know to be generally mild mannered) chose to respond to Man#2 with matched annoyance. They went round a couple more times — at least six rows away from each other — before both were finally settled in their seats, and thankfully quiet.
What was gained or lost in this moment of conflict? Here are my observations:
- The stress level of a number of passengers was at least momentarily increased.
- Man #2 became increasingly heated with each response from Man #1, and so certainly nothing was solved with any of Man #1’s responses.
- Had Man #1 not responded, the moment of conflict would have ended before it began.
- Both men just wanted to get into their seats. Neither achieved this any more quickly or enjoyably through their spates.
- Man #1 realized that Man #2 and a bunch of other people wanted to get to their seats, but thought that with a number of other people also in the aisle ahead it would make no difference if he rushed. Bottom line? He didn’t mean to be in the way.
My pearls of wisdom on this one …
- By assuming the worst of each other, both turned a perfectly harmless event into a harmful one.
- Giving back just what you get might not get you anywhere good, when you don’t like what you get.
- You never know who you’re talking to. Man #1 and Man #2 turned out to be staying in the same hotel in Iceland, making for more than one unnecessary awkward moment.
I love that the more I learn, the more I realize there is for me to learn. Case in point: having patience with people who don’t have the same training … and defining who I am in conflict.
My old gym has been trying to bring me back. Almost weekly, they email me invitations to take advantage of their ‘fabulous’ offers exclusive to former members.


I recently attempted to simultaneously play party and mediator in a workplace conflict, and felt the burn of my green tendencies.


