Another adventure of Cybertonia observes bad boomer behavior at the airport.
Start with arguing with the desk clerk to print out a paper ticket because their jitterbug flipphone can't open the digital boarding pass.
Next, see a wrinkly old couple fumble around in every single one of their bags and argue LOUDLY with his shrew wife right in the middle of the security queue because they can't find their passports.
Finish with the crusty old boomer sitting directly behind me who munches on chips as loud as humanly possible right the fuck in my fuckin ear, then proceeds to make old man grunts, farts, sighs and burps for 4 hours straight.
E for bonus I just remembered - cut right the fuck through the whole fuckin security line to march right up to the TSA and give them a firm handshake ask if you are allowed to bring a full water bottle through security, as if your ass hasn't gone through the airport since the 1990s.