Katie Byrne: Have passport, will unravel
Are disgruntled air passengers as disruptive as screeching babies?
I recently joined a queue that seemed to go on for days at Dublin Airport. Hundreds of passengers were waiting in a meandering line that stretched from the check-in desks all the way back to the other end of the hall.
Most of the passengers were in good spirits in spite of the delay, but one woman was absolutely furious - and everyone was bearing the brunt of it.
Dublin Airport was blasted for its lack of organisation. Her children were reproached for "acting the maggot". Her husband, who at this point had probably retreated to his 'happy place' - an imaginary land where the clouds are made of cotton wool - was castigated for not noticing that people were "Clearly. Skipping. The Queue!"