Passengers Share The Most Interesting Person They Sat Next To On A Plane
If you've ever been on an airplane, you know that in a space that tight, whatever legroom you get is prime real estate, and the armrest between two seats very quickly turns into a battleground.
But the coziness of an airplane also means it's the perfect chance to make friends with the person sitting next to you. As these Quora users found, sometimes that person just happens to be someone with an incredible life story!
[Sources listed at the end of the article.]
(1/2) "I sat next to a woman who was a mail-order bride. She was on her way back to home to Ukraine for the first time since had been married in the US 5 years earlier, and she was flying alone with a heavy heart.
For the first half of the flight I simply thought I was sitting next to a cute young college girl, but after we got our food on a long flight to Amsterdam, we had a brief chat where we introduced ourselves. It was then I asked her the usual... 'work or pleasure?' where she went into her backstory.
She explained how, growing up in the former Soviet Union, she had always dreamed of life in America and going to college in the West. She came across a program that many girls in her city were apart of. It came across to her as an opportunity to meet guys from the West. After saving up for the program, she made it to what was I pictured as a convention of hundreds of girls who would be screened, interviewed and ultimately those chosen would meet the guy that would select you. She basically got processed and was sent all alone to America to be married. The company handled the processing, visas, certificates, and licenses."
(2/2) "Her bright future of college and opportunity in the West closed down fast when she found herself married to a guy who loved TV and microwaved meals. He didn't like to travel, didn't appreciate culture, didn't really even like leaving the house. He was extremely shy and introverted. He's an IT expert that lives in Redmond, Washington.
While she realized she was totally incompatible with her partner, she has adapted and found a way to make it work. Still, she was returning to the Ukraine to catch up with her family and decide what to do next. She feels bad for her husband, but doesn't also feel much of a bright future. She was hopeful things would work out.
After our 6 hour conversation and parting hug, I felt like we had an amazing kinship. It was hard to part ways after we arrived. I really felt for her, but was also worried about what advice to give her. We exchanged contact info, but I was worried about getting too involved.
An incredible person with a fascinating story. I wish her all the best, and hope she's found happiness!"
"As a graduate student at the University of Miami, I was traveling from New York to Miami. After giving up my seat on an earlier flight, the airline upgraded me to first class. At the time, I was going to school full-time and working 20 hours a week as a graduate assistant and in the Campus Sports Publicity department, while living on pasta and day-old bread that the Winn Dixie discounted before it went stale. So the upgrade felt like winning the lottery.
An elderly woman sitting beside me was dressed to the nines. She had violet eyeshadow to match her sparkly eyes and also lots of gold and diamonds. I assumed she was some sort of socialite. In fact, she lived in West Palm Beach; however, she was extremely warm and friendly and had a very easy laugh. At the time I was very preoccupied with school and bills but she seemed to think every little trial and tribulation in my life was 'wonderful!' She was such a positive person and seemed to know a little about everything.
Near the end of the flight, I asked the woman what was her secret. She put her hand on mine and smiled. 'Well, I am a Holocaust survivor you see, so I know how precious life really is.' She pushed up her sleeve and showed me the number tattooed on her arm."
(1/2) "This was while flying from London to Atlanta for the Olympics in 1996 as a none-too-smart student. Somehow, even with a rucksack and wearing jeans and a t-shirt I was upgraded to business class. Obviously, a great start to my trip.
We took off and I settled in with some snacks and a glass of champagne. At that point, I noticed that 3 or 4 passengers around me, were, if at all possible, even scruffier than I was. I started to chat to my neighbor about our respective trips and found out that they were a band who had just finished a tour and were on the trip back home. Eventually it got to the obvious question--what was the band called, and did I know them.
When he told me their band name, I said I was sorry I didn't know them. This had quite an effect! First of all the entire band got involved throwing song titles at me and were almost stunned I didn't know them."
(2/2) "What happened next was my own private concert. A guitar was retrieved from the overhead bins, drumsticks (or similar, time has made my memory hazy!) were found and the back of my seat became an impromptu drum kit. I proceeded to get a 'greatest hits' compilation of songs, including 'Freebird' and 'Sweet Home Alabama.' Before each one, they would insist, 'You must know this one!'
And that's how I got my own dedicated Lynyrd Skynyrd concert at 40,000 ft above the earth.
Afterwards, when instruments had been put away, I found out about the band's history. Their formation, the tragic plane crash, how they broke up and then re-formed. Johnny [Van Zant] explained how he was looking forward to running around naked in his fields on his return!
The rest of the flight was pretty uneventful, except for a few businessmen who were sitting nearby stopping me on the way out--they wanted to thank me for inspiring the most incredible flight they'd ever had."
"When I was a grad student at the AI Lab at
One time, I sat next to a really smart guy who knew a lot about the Internet. I talked with him the whole flight... about AI, the web, networking, and so on. This was 1993, so the web was new and the Internet still largely unknown outside of academia and defense.
I later found out it was He never let on, in the slightest way, that he was one of the most important figures in the history of computing, and would go on to be one of two people widely referred to as the 'Fathers of the Internet.'
I even sent him email later, and he actually answered! The kicker? He was literally one of the inventors of the first commercial e-mail system.
So that's the story of how I emailed with the guy who invented email--and the Internet itself. Coolest thing I've ever done."
"In April 1992, I sat across the aisle fromon a tiny charter plane, flying from Pittsburgh to a campaign event in Erie, PA.
It was right before the Clintons received Secret Service protection, so an Arkansas state trooper was on the plane with me, Mrs. Clinton, and two of her regular traveling staff members. What I remember most about the trip was that we flew through a lightning storm and Mrs. Clinton managed to sleep through it.
She was obviously fatigued, so there wasn't too much talking. We were both wearing headbands, so we bonded a little over that. Below is a photo taken right before we boarded the plane:"
"Today on my flight, I sat down next to a 10-year-old girl who was traveling from Colorado to Connecticut by herself. The plane was stopping in Chicago, where I was getting off to catch my connecting flight. I sat down and pulled out the Lord of the Rings trilogy, and the little girl said, 'I like your bookmark!' (It was a Lord of the Rings bookmark with a 3D version of Gandalf's head peering over the pages.) I turned to thank her and saw that she was reading The Hobbit. Instantly, we became best friends.
We talked about magic, wizards, the Shire, and Hobbits for most of the flight. She was a wonderful conversationalist - telling me all about her family and her dogs and being sure to ask me details about my own life.
When the plane landed she looked shyly up at me and said, 'I hope that the next person who sits next to me on the plane is as nice as you.' I was touched. I smiled and thanked her, and told her that I hoped her next seat-mate was nice, too. As I was about to stand up and head down the aisle she suddenly leaned over and enveloped me in the biggest of hugs, and said 'I'm an odd, different girl...but I think that's ok. Different means special. Thanks for being my friend!'
I know I'll never see her again, but I hope that this little girl knows how much I enjoyed talking about Tolkien and magic with her. As a 26 year old 'different and odd' girl myself, it warmed me to see her embrace the things that make her different and connect with someone in such a pure and honest way."
(1/2) "In about 1997 or 1998, I was sitting on an Air Canada flight out of Toronto. As is usual for me, I had a stack of magazines to read on the flight, including a copy of WoodenBoat Magazine. It happened that this particular issues had a retrospective on the late Joel White, a well-known wooden boat builder. Beside me sat a middle-aged woman.
As I was reading, I struck up a friendly conversation with my seatmate, and seeing the pictures of the beautiful boats she asked a few questions about boats.
Then I mentioned to her that the best parts of the issue I had in hand were the articles about Joel White. I happened to tell her very casually that Joel was the son of E.B. White, the writer most famous for his classic children's novel, Charlotte's Web.
'Ah,' she said. 'E.B. White. I have a sort of connection to him.'
'Really! Tell me more,' I replied, as I'd always been an E.B. White fan."
(2/2) "'Well,' she began, 'My father was one of those people who collected first editions of books. He was a schoolteacher, but he'd always dreamed of being an author. He had a few authors who he corresponded with, and he'd send the first edition books to them for their signatures. One of those authors was E.B. White, and the two of them carried on quite a correspondence for many years.
'When I was fairly young, my father received a nice letter from E.B. telling him that he was about to start a children's book, and that because of how much E.B. had enjoyed the correspondence with my father, he wanted my father to suggest a name for one of the characters in the new book. So, my father wrote back to E.B. and suggested that he name one of the characters after me, his daughter. In the next letter, E.B. said that he would.'
'Wow!' was my immediate response, 'That's pretty darn cool! So... I have to ask, what's your name?'
I was speechless at her answer:
"In 2007, I was attending the National Business Jet Convention in Las Vegas, and was touring one of the display aircraft. I had been a Royal Air Force Pilot in my former career, so I was enjoying just examining the aircraft up close. I was sitting on the flight deck when an older gentleman walked into the area, spotted me, and introduced himself.
'Hi, Im Gene Cernan.'
I nearly threw up. I have never been so nervous. Gene, who passed away in January of 2017, was a NASA Astronaut, Naval Aviator, Electrical Engineer, Aeronautical Engineer, Fighter Pilot.
Oh, and he was also the Last Man on the Moon.
A living legend, just casually chatting.He was absolutely charming; asked me about my Royal Air Force career, what I had flown, where I had visited.Rarely have I been tongue-tied, but in this case words nearly failed me.
He made me feel special--thats the best way to explain it.I watched him later with other people and he did the same with everyone.A charming, warm, funny man."
(1/2) "I was on a flight from NYC to Phoenix in late 2009, and was sitting in coach next to a much older gentleman who was wearing pretty loose-fitting clothing that seemed to contain a lot of gadgets. I don't normally talk to people on the plane, although I thought he looked curious.
In this case, I was traveling with my girlfriend and our small dog, and our seats were not adjacent, so I took the job of making sure the dog was properly under the seat and out of sight of the staff. The older man next to me saw the pet and said something like, 'Oh, I guess they're not supposed to see him, huh?' and then helped make sure that didn't happen. Then we started talking about Phoenix and he had a bunch of suggestions for museums, even though he was not from there.
Later on, I took out my laptop and started working on something related to algorithms--at the time, I was working in the high frequency trading business. The man next to me was pretty curious and asked technical questions. He seemed very unassuming and eager to learn, which made what happened next all the more surprising."
(2/2) "I switched over to do something on a web browser, and made some comment about how it was great that this plane had installed wifi and we could use the Internet, to which he responded, 'Oh well I actually invented hypertext.' He seemed like a really nice man and I did not want to be rude, so I played along: 'Oh, hypertext, as in hyperlinks and HTML?' 'Yeah, hyperlinks, but HTML was not the way it was supposed to work, that was not my original idea,' he responded.
Then he introduced himself: 'I'm Ted Nelson.' He went on to talk about his recent projects at a university in Japan. After the flight, I googled him. Lo and behold, his Wikipedia page very clearly states that he was the early Internet pioneer who coined the terms 'hypertext' and 'hyperlink.'"
(1/2) "I was settling into my seat, looking out the window and sipping some sort of cocktail when that lovely, sweet man sits down next to me and says,
'Oh, do you work for [the desktop organization app] Evernote?'
I looked down, and I was wearing one of my Evernote T-Shirts.
I silently swore under my breath before replying, with my best customer service demeanor.
'Why yes, I do! I happen to be the head of Tech Support.'
His reply: 'Oh, that's great! I'm having a bit of trouble with...'
This led into an Evernote talk that lasted for around 20 minutes as I walked him through the things it could and couldn't do on his various devices, took notes he had in general usability, and got to know who he was.
His name was Ed Catmull. As we talked, I learned he was and is the President of Pixar Animation studios, among his many other amazing credentials. When I realized who he was, an unexpected rage came through me like none other and I was having trouble keeping it down.
I tried, I really did. I didn't succeed.
'I'm so sorry, but I just have to say - I feel the way your company chose to market the movie 'Up' was very deceptive.'"
(2/2) "He gave me a sort of double take, like, is this woman off her rocker?
I continued, 'All the advertisements--print, multimedia, what have you--depict a fun romp whereas it is a quite depressing movie with themes that parents should have the chance to address with their children ahead of time.'
He now had had the time to come up with a response. 'All of Pixar's movies deal with emotional themes. That's what make us so universal.'
We kept going on like this, him with salient, well-reasoned responses, me refusing to back down. I know it had gotten absurd because his final remark to me was, 'Have you seen Tangled? It's great.' (Note that 'Tangled' is not even a Pixar film. I think he wanted to change the subject.)
Let this serve as my apology to the great Mr. Catmull.
I have seen Tangled. It is great. Not as good as Pixar movies, though.
I still think Up should have had a warning sticker."
"I once sat next to legendary music producer Steve Aoki on a plane.
I actually recognized him at the Toronto Pearson Airports VIP lounge. I was relaxing after a tiring flight from NYC and had an hour to kill. The funny thing is, I definitely snuck into that lounge (it was for VIP card members only, or whatever).
I walked up to him and asked, nervously, 'I'm sorry but, are you Steve Aoki?'
He looked up from his seat and smiled. 'Yeah, you got that right buddy.'
I didnt really like his music, but it was really amazing to see someone with an Asian heritage like myself being so successful in the music industry. (Hes Japanese.)
I also ended up sitting beside him on the airplane, since he recognized me and greeted me like a friend, which made me feel really special. We spent the entire 4-hour long flight to Vancouver talking about music production software, performing live, and what living in Los Angeles was like.
After the flight, he gave me a shirt and told me to keep representing Asian folks. Great guy."
"Earlier in my career, I traveled quite bit in United PS Service from Los Angeles to New York City, which led to a lot of fascinating conversations with a host of businesspeople and celebrities.
Alan Alda explained to me how unsafe it was to fly in private planes, which was why he always flew commercial.
Neil Diamond politely asked me to switch seats with his fiancee.
I had a great conversation with Ricky Schroder, who was a child star in the 1980s on the show Silver Spoons, on how he was one of the few child celebrities who had avoided the pitfalls of fame, raised a normal family outside of Hollywood, and now had the freedom to work on acting and directing projects that he enjoyed, and not ones that he had to do to pay the bills.
You'd pretty regularly see the casts of various Warner Brothers TV Shows (ER, West Wing, as TimeWarner had a big travel deal with United PS."
"I flew first-class for the first time in my adult life on May 19, 2013. The flight was Virgin America VX 2 from Reagan National to SFO. Although I enjoyed every inch of additional leg room--I am 6'7--I really remember the flight because I got to sit next to a certain older man.
Although he was busy editing a presentation on his laptop, I introduced myself to him soon after take-off. He was very friendly and proved to be deeply knowledgable about Silicon Valley and technology. I mean, not every 60-year-old man has Pinterest and Quora accounts.
I soon learned that I was sitting next to Glenn Edens who designed the first laptop computer while at GRiD Systems, a company he co-founded in 1979.
I am usually a pretty talkative person, but, suffice to say, I did most of the listening during the flight which seemed to go by in no time."
(1/2) "Bella was the person everyone noticed at the gate as we were getting on board. She was wearing a very bright, and fairly fitted suit--short skirt, bolero jacket, big hair. And she was tall. To my surprise, she sat next to me for the cross-country flight from New York to Seattle.
Bella was super sweet and friendly. After we hit cruising altitude, she pulled out a cooler filled with food, I'm not sure what. She offered to share her lunch with me. She told me that health is very important and I should be eating good food. She ate. We spoke for a few hours. Have a granola bar, she insisted. It turns out, Bella is a body builder--she competed for years and is now retired from competition. I have an extra yogurt if you want. She was flying to Seattle to open a new gym. Here, let me get you some hot water and I'll give you some green tea, it's good for you. Would you like some carrots?
As a bodybuilder, Bella had big muscles while having modelesque looks, with a very healthy self-image and pride. I'll also admit that she was not 'my type' in terms of the women I tend to be attracted to--while I think her type is far more stereotypically masculine than I'll ever be. So I was fascinated, and she was friendly and engaging, but it was not anything more than two people flying together."
(2/2) "As it turns out, I had recently produced a classical music concert for a friend of mine who is a classical composer. I had an MP3 player with me and offered her to listen. She was really impressed with my friend's music, and we kept on listening to music for more than an hour.
I had a CD of my friend's music that I had also produced with me, and gave it to her as a gift. I am still not sure if she was actually hitting on me--for goodness' sake, I'm hardly the kind of guy that women hit on. Then I told her a bit about me, and we landed, parted ways.
She sent me a nice note a few days later with $15 for the CD I gave her. She included a note to my wife, saying that she is used to having men hit on her all the time, but that I was a perfect gentleman the whole trip. I was."
"When I checked in for my flight back to the US, the agent made a comment that I would travel in very good company, but somehow that didnt register in my mind. It was a Wednesday and I never fly on Wednesdays, but this time was different.
When I entered the lounge area in first-class--I fly constantly for work and sometimes have that privilege--I noticed the staff was unusually excited, but again I didnt think much of it. I sat down on a sofa and about 10 minutes later it happened.
A big guy comes in, accompanied by a woman from American Airlines, and he has the back to me as I hear her saying 'I will come back when the flight is ready to board.' He puts the suitcase to the side and sits down at about a 45 degree angle from me at another sofa. He was pulling things out of his bulky laptop briefcase when I saw his face. I was dumbfounded, but now the weird behavior from the airline staff made sense. It was not some third-rate celebrity or retired basketball player.
It was former US Vice President Al Gore, whose climate initiatives and subsequent Nobel Prize made him very liked outside the US.
After the initial excitement I quickly started scanning the rather small lounge. There was only a pale guy who looked like some type of staff assistant who came in with him and retired to the corner to look at his Blackberry. I thought, where is the secret service?
I was too nervous to speak to him, and he was on a phone call for most of the flight. Instead, I just indulged in the moment, contemplating the randomness of life."
Have you ever found yourself in an argument so stupid and/or pointless that you were sure you were being punked? Like you keep looking away from the other person to check your surroundings for places Ashton Kutcher and a camera crew could come popping out of?
You're not the only one.
u/Anti-hollowkid asked: What is the dumbest argument you've ever been in?Brace yourselves, folks. Some of these arguments are breathtakingly bonkers. The sheer number of people who are willing to argue with someone over provable facts and what that other person likes or doesn't like is just ... stunning. It's stunning, you guys. Just not in a good way.
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My wife and I once argued over whether or not I liked mustard on my hot dog. I was for me liking mustard, she was against me liking mustard.
The argument lasted way longer that you could ever imagine it would.
A Stair Step
My brother and I argued if our staircase had 13 or 14 steps, based on an argument about if the floor of the second floor counts as a stair-step or not. We still have no solution.
My dad is a stairbuilder and I spent many summers working at his warehouse, so I can clear this up. 14.
My husband and I have this thing where we only say "I love you" on Saturdays. Every other day it's "I love you, but only on Saturdays." I don't know how it started, but it's been going for 11 years now.
We're both shiftworkers, so sometimes we have to stop and think what day it actually is. We had an argument recently over whether it was Saturday or not. I said it was Saturday, he said it was Friday. It was Monday.
I remember when I was about 13 my parents had an hour-long shouting match that ended with them almost getting divorced. The issue? Whether or not the nation of Iraq has a coastline.
My mother arguing that Iraq had a coastline, while my stepdad argued that it did not. This was back in 2004, and they are still quite happily married to this day. That incident is something they look back on and laugh about, and both of them admit it was really a pretty stupid thing to argue over.
With an ex:
"I owe you $80 for the bills of ours that you pay, and you owe me $40 for the bills of ours that I paid. Here's $40 in cash; we're even."
She did not understand this.
I literally had to go get another $40 out of the ATM, and hand the $80 to her. Then I had her hand me the $40 she owed me.
"Now how much do you have in your hand?"
She still didn't understand.
She somehow has a college degree.
When we were kids my brother and I got in a physical fight because he said I like mini wheats and I insisted I didn't. His argument was that I always sang the mini wheats song and I was deeply offended that he wasn't aware that it was just stuck in my head but I hated the cereal. I actually did like the cereal I'm not sure why I was arguing with him about it but I remember how genuinely angry I was.
I'll tell you about the only legal trouble I've ever been in, the fight that got me arrested. It started over whether we should return a box of crayons or not, and to this day I don't have any idea how it escalated to the point of the cops being called, but they were and I was the one taken in.
My boyfriend insisted that when two people are in an argument and one makes a point so reasonable and logical the other one can't disagree with it - it's unfair. I tried, logically and reasonably, to explain several times why that is just winning the argument, proving your point thoroughly and is completely fair.
His answer was that I was being unfair.
How the ch in masochism is pronounced. My friend caught me saying "masoKism" while he would say "masoSYism."
To be fair, he grew up speaking French, in which the ch in masochism is pronounced in "his" way. But he insisted that I was the wrong one here and that was just infuriating.
A woman was adamant that looking at the big solar eclipse on the television was unsafe unless you were wearing glasses. She wouldn't believe us and insisted on emailing NASA to check.
A Non-Standard Ruler?
I worked for a company that made signs. We had a customer ask for signs that were 7mm wide that were to go on a door. Our sign makers figured the order meant inches because 7mm is pretty small, so made them 7 inches. I got a phone call from the customer who went mad at me for making them the wrong size. So I put a reorder through for 7 mm.
Argued with the sign makers over it but they eventually agreed to do it after I shown them the order in writing. I even had the customer put her complaint in writing, reiterating the size they wanted.
7mm signs went out and a day later I get the customer on the phone literally screaming at me.
Cue the dumb argument - we ended up having an argument over how big a millimetre is, and obviously everyone in the office were laughing, but this customer just wouldn't accept it and said we must be using a non-standard ruler to measure.
Ended up being escalating to the sales department manager who refused to issue a refund. We still don't know what they actually meant.
This Unusual Vegan Argument
Was in a pub with a few friends, and some random Dude dropped an ear, and somehow figured I'm vegan. Well, people like him are the reason I usually avoid mentioning it. He came up to me and insisted on starting a discussion about veganism. He claimed that by the end of it, I would be eating meat again.
He listed some stupid arguments, I told him I was not convinced and then tried to keep on drinking beer with my friends. He followed me, and wanted me to "try to convert him to a vegan." I stupidly listed some of my reasons thinking it would make him go away. He told me he still was not convinced, so I was like whatever. Again, I really just wanted to drink beer with my friends.
That dude followed me all night and expected me to try make him vegan. Doesn't matter what I said, and all the reasons that for me are obviously good enough to be vegan. He'd be just like "No, that doesn't convince me, therefore your argument and how you life is stupid."
Didn't matter how often I told him that I honestly don't care; 5 minutes later he would come up to me again "I'm still not vegan, so veganism is stupid, all your arguments were stupid, now give me a good reason to become vegan!" At one point, I was literally yelling at him that I don't give a single flying f about what he eats and why, that it's in no way my responsibility to "turn somebody vegan" and in no way his business what I eat.
Honestly, for that dude, I would have bought a whole ham, just to shove it up his stupid annoying face.
In college my roommate and I argued about a line in Monty Python & the Holy Grail. The scene with the Black Knight where the line "Alright, we'll call it a draw" is uttered. We argued about who said that line, whether it was King Arthur or the Black Knight.
It went on for hours longer than it should have because I was stubborn and refused to admit I was wrong.
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Whether Albert Einstein or Arnold Schwarzenegger would be more useful to have around during a Zombie apocalypse. How on earth would Albert Einstein come in handy!?
Below Sea Level
I live on an island and when you go upland and you look out the sea looks like it's higher than or on the same level as the land. It's just a weird perspective thing because of the horizon. One day some kid says that it's because the island is under sea level.
I'm like wtf bro all of us would be with the fishes. He argues that no that's not true and if I just go upland I'll see. We then spend a good 5 minutes of my time arguing about it until I decided to leave this kid in his stupidity. He even said we shouldn't believe everything adults tell us and sometimes we need to think for ourselves.
This kid was older than me and was going to a good school. Lost my respect for him ever since then.
Someone tried to fight with me over how to spell my name.
Now, my name is in a lot of languages with slightly different spellings. I would have accepted any of those spellings, but this one was just... Not even close. It didn't make any logical sense.
An analogous example is if my name was Thomas and someone was insisting it was spelled Tomash. And not just the name Thomas in general, but that me specifically, on my birth certificate, was named Tomash. I know how to spell my own name.
I swear to god, it went on for like an hour.
Whales Are Mammals
I was in an online chat room one day, and we were talking about whales. I commented on how whales are mammals and the next thing you know, someone was arguing with me and trying to convince me that a whale was a fish.
Stupid microwaves. Having a man child talk down to me about how microwaves work only for him to google it and prove me right. He slept on the sofa that night.
My friend keeps telling me that the norm is that a person should shower once a week. This has been going on for years. I'm almost convinced he's trolling me.
No Balloons For Grandma
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky.
He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space. Releasing balloons is terrible for the environment and kills/harms so much wildlife.
He got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
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How dolphins reproduced. It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence. The argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day.
I repeatedly had the argument with a friend over whether roosters were chickens. She was convinced that only the females were chickens (hens). We were 18 at the time.
Me and my friend were drinking underage, we ended up in an argument of whether lightning McQueen's eyes were blue or green. Somehow throughout the whole thing both of us never thought to straight up google a picture.
But ... Ice Floats
Woman wanted ice on the bottom of her drink.
Now read that sentence again and try to imagine arguing with that particular brand of stupid.
Time Zones Exist
Coworker claimed that it was the same time of day and the same season on the whole globe. Had to get 4 coworkers to confirm to him that time zones do in fact exist.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?"
"no, it's red"
"YOU CANT EVEN KNOW"
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
I'm late, but I saw this question and instantly remembered that I was booted from a Facebook group because I called someone out on a lie that was not only bull, but extremely pointless. She was friends with the moderator and they made the case that my argument over such a little lie was more of a problem than the lie itself (though they didn't refer to it as a lie.)
The woman said that she used to babysit for Andre 3000 and that his name was Andre 2000 - but he changed it after the year 2000 had passed. This was so easily disproven it was ridiculous. Their debut album came out in 1994 and he was already going by Andre 3000 at that time.
The argument wasn't a huge long drawn out thing, but the fact that either of us were on Facebook at separate times meant that the responses were over a long period of time so this argument lasted a few days.
It was stupid.
Stars Like Our Sun
I was arguing with my grandpa about stars he didn't believe that there are other stars like our sun. Basically he thought there is only the sun, the moon and the earth.
I have a degree in history. I mostly focused on nationalism. Wrote a 50 page paper on it and Richard Nixon with around 50 100 sources. Looked at micro film for hours on end. Part of the paper focused on how Nixon being chair of the house committee of Unamerican Activities was used as a powerful weapon to use against political enemies. It also inspired Joe McCarthy. Have had people tell me I was wrong and Nixon was never elected to a position besides the president and Joe McCarthy came before Nixon. I stopped trying to talk history to people.
I also know quite a bit about the history of the Balkans its amazing how many Serbs refuse to believe Tito did anything wrong.
Wrote 100 page paper on nationalism in Israel. Its frustrating to talk about because for some reason a lot of people think Palestinian firing rockets randomly into Israel is ok but if Israel retaliates the people get up in arms over a targeted air strike that kills 3 people.
Balloon to Heaven
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky. He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space.
And he got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
I got into an argument with a co-worker over how we were attaching two pages of a letter together: small binder clips or paper clips.
He felt that paper clips would leave a "dent" in the paper when removed, but binder clips won't. He refused to staple them together. I felt that binder clips would also leave a "dent", so we might as well just use the paper clips.
It ended with him saying: "Do what you want [me], I don't care!" and storming off.
Once got accused of faking being Jewish. Why? I have no clue. We argued over the course of a month, any time I'd bring it up and she heard about it, she'd begin going after me for "faking it".
My mother's side is ethnically Jewish. Grandparents were practicing.
3 friends and I once got into an argument about how to pronounce Nutella. It lasted for about 3-4 months. It was hilarious how serious we took it, it'd get heated but never for real serious.
I think someone even called the company that made it to check, or that may have been for the Cheetos company. We were really bored in high school.
Late to the party, but there it is.
I'm a manager at a small store. We're only 4 working there, so my team and I grew very close and we joke around a lot. Once during a slow shift, my employee and I had an argument because we were looking at the lingerie boxes, and I thought that two specific boxes had the same woman on it, but she was 100% positive they weren't the same person.
Looking back, I don't know why it was such a big deal to us at the time, but we even called another employee who lives across the street to come and tell us what the heck was up with that. Turns out I was right, and she was pretty salty about it. It was a great night.
Wicked Witch of the West
I almost got into an argument with an old girlfriend over Glinda the good witch from Oz. She insisted that Glinda was manipulating Dorothy to assassinate the Wicked Witch of the West and convince the Wizard to leave to create a political void she could fill.
I conceded the issue when I heard the whole premise because I thought it was too damn stupid to get worked up over.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself
Just the other day I legit got in an argument with my co-workers on why I don't like my butt being grabbed by anyone (I'm a guy). Seriously.
They went on about "I don't mind it. Mike and I do it all the time and we don't care." Yeah, that's nice dude, but I'm not you, and there's something called "Keep your hands to yourself" (which was taught to a good portion of us growing up). Just like how Karen wouldn't like it if I touched her boobs or her grabbing your crotch or frankly ANY area you wouldn't like being grabbed, keep away. In general, you should not be touching me in any areas after I've told you not to several times before.
So unless you're sleeping me or dating me, keep your damn hands off my toosh.
My best friend and I argued over whether or not telekinesis was possible. Her argument was that humans don't yet know what the human brain at 100% usage was capable of, and that telekinesis was inside the possibilities.
I said the brain does use 100%, just at different times.
We didn't speak to each other for four days.
How dolphins reproduced and whether or not ghost existed (back to back with the same person). It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence (the argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures).
How it shifted to the existence of ghosts is a solid and reasonable question to ask (I don't remember why). I had to then proceed to tell her that ghost hunting TV shows do not constitute as undeniable evidence.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day. This was in high school SO... hopefully she was kidding.
Dogs and ChocolateGiphy
I told this stupid woman that chocolate is toxic to dogs. She went on to tell me how a little bit will just make them hyper and then they will calm down. I told her to google it. Her and her bf shut right up. Now they have a kid. Good luck, Jeremy and Andrea. morons.
I should also add that this argument started because Jeremy was giving his tiny dog chocolate and I told him it was toxic.
Is water wet?
My roommate and I have a recurring argument over whether or not water is wet l, and whether or not a person is considered wet underwater.
For the record, it is no to both questions.
A kid a church telling me about the mission trip I went on. Not only was I not on that trip, but I had never been on any mission trip. We were good friends, so it's not like he would've mistaken someone else for me.
He insisted I was there as if an entire week long trip would just fall out of my memory. He even had stories of things we'd done together. I'm not sure if he thought I was lying, joking, stupid, or crazy, but I was pretty sure he was some combination thereof.
One time I got into a shouting match with my mom and little brother in the car. The issue? The names of the two-headed dragon from the PBS kids afternoon show Dragon Tales. I swore it was Zack and Macie.
It was actually Zak and Wheezie. I don't even remember why we were yelling about it.
Green Or Yellow?
When I was about 15 or so my mother and I spent about 20-30 minutes arguing about the color of a shirt. We agreed it was blue/green, but to me it was just a shade more blue, while to her it was just a bit more green.
Turns out, your eyeballs yellow as you age and hers were 24 years yellower than mine, so I think that skewed her color vision.
Stars In Their MultitudeGiphy
I once got in an argument over whether or not a line from the song "Stars" in Les Mis says "...but mine is the way of the lord" or "mine is the way of the law".
I didn't even really care what he thought but he was so adamant and cocky that it got me heated. By the end of it we were shouting at each other and I had to apologize, which I think is what he wanted the whole time.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?" "that's orange" "no, it's red" "orange" "YOU CANT EVEN KNOW".
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
About five years ago, my girlfriend (now wife) once had a very intense argument about whether or not hot water cleaned things better than cold water.
She genuinely believed that water temperature didn't matter. This is someone who has not one, but two masters degrees.
We argued for something like 2 hours, and we seriously almost broke up over the whole thing.
I had an argument with a girl IN THE MIDDLE OF A BIOLOGY CLASS in high school about how humans are not mammals. She thought a human was a human and we are not mammals because "mammals are animals and humans are not animals"
I tried explaining to her the difference between reptiles and mammals and how humans fall under the mammal category to try and educate her... but she just wouldn't listen.
I still have no idea why the BIOLOGY teacher did not get involved...
Solid Or Liquid?
Some classmates and I got into a heated debate as to whether or not the human body could count as a soup, salad, or sandwich. The teacher got mad at us, but hey! All we were doing was watching a movie.
For the record, my logic lays with soup- Liquid contained within a solid, at a hot temperature.