Oh, god, this is so ridiculous, I wouldn’t believe it, but I swear it’s true.
Flight from Zurich, Switzerland to Atlanta on Delta Airlines (I take this flight every year home to visit my family). A man and a young girl were sitting a few rows behind me. I only remembered him because he was asking, in French, for a trash can and the flight attendant didn’t speak French, so I translated (“poubelle” is one of the few words I know, so I was glad to help). I smiled at his little girl and then forgot about them for the flight. We slept some of the time; it was great.
Toward landing, this man got very agitated. The flight attendants kept asking him to please put on his seat belt for landing, but he kept trying to get up and get his baggage. Eventually an attendant was standing over him, blocking him from standing up, and he settled down. I thought he was just a nervous flyer, but once the plane landed (before we were at the gate) he jumped up, grabbed his bags and tried to leave with the little girl in tow. However, this being nearly the back of the plane, he was stymied by the first class passengers and didn’t get far.
As we were leaving, I noticed that the restroom reeked of smoke. The police officers that had surrounded him and his little girl finally made it click, and the French guy smoking in the airline lavatory was the big gossip in the immigration line.
You have to love the French!