I WAS born in Muskogee, Okla. Manners are ingrained in me. I hold the door open for people. I say please, pardon me and thank you. But it’s tough to keep that up when I get to the airport.

I don’t know what people are thinking when they travel nowadays. It’s like they leave their brains in the airport parking lot, and forget about common sense and courtesy.

It’s making me insane.

I’m usually fortunate enough to get an upgrade since I fly so much.

About a year ago, I was in first class sitting next to a seemingly nice woman. She turned out to be rude and miserable.

Once we got to cruising altitude, this woman pulled a large bag out of her tote. I didn’t think twice about it. Then she opened the bag and took out the biggest bag of M&M’s chocolate candy that I had ever seen. I figured maybe she was a nervous flier who needed to munch on something to keep her calm.