This happened to me a few years ago and whenever I tell it everyone laughs, so I figured I'd share it with you I was 20 and the friends I was going to meet up with in LA for our road trip were 21, which bothered me because I didn't want to be that guy who prevented us all from going to bars. So I might have (is this legal to say on the internet? lol) had a friend scan my liscense and make it look like I was 21. But we couldn't find a decent printer so it was all a waste, and I burned the image to a CD, put it on my carry-on bag, thinking I might find a good printer in Cali. It was a long flight from NY to LA and the back half of the plane was pretty empty. I heard some people laughing in the back, and being a social person, got up and joined them. There were just two people who were making all that noise - a guy from Tennessee who looked to be about 30, and a woman of 40. I sat next to her and in front of the guy. They were drunk and grateful for my company and although I was underaged they quickly started buying me drinks. We talked and laughed for a long time and I started getting a good buzz going and everything was going great. The woman, who had a son my age, I learned had just been released from prison for dealing E and this was her vacation. It weirded me out a bit when she started hitting on me and asking me to join her in the bathroom, formally entering the mile high club. The Tennessee dude tried to get me to do it but I decided that would be too weird. So she's getting pretty drunk and starts getting bitchy with a flight attendant and the more she drinks the worse it gets. I have no idea what started it but over the course of an hour they get more bitchy towards one another. It all came to a head when drunk lady pulled out a gummy bear from her meal and threw it at the attendant, hitting her square in the face. Flight attendant flipped out, started screaming and raced back towards us when two other flight attendants grabbed her and held her back. Lots of screaming coming from both women, it was like Jerry Springer. Well not quite that bad, but it could have been. A few minutes later an older flight attendant comes over to the three of us and takes our liscences, goes to the back of the plane, then came back a few minutes later and gave them back. She told us that all three of us would be arrested as soon as we landed, and that I was in trouble for underaged drinking. I went back to my original seat and deliberated. What was I going to do? Should I tell the police I didn't drink or should I be honest? What do they have on me? There were no cameras that I knew of. I felt so lost. My bags would be searched and....they'd find the CD in my bag and the altered liscense picture on it! I'd be screwed! Whether or not this was a real danger I don't know but at the time I couldn't have been more crazed with paranoia. I had to destroy the CD. So I put my hand into the bag and fished around for it while staring blankly at the front of the plane. Ah, there it is. It crushed easily in my grip. Problem solved. Except that now I have sharp shards of hard plastic in my bag which could be construed as weapons. This made me more paranoid than anything. I decided that I must get rid of the shards, but the trash was in the back of the plane. I'd have to walk down the aisle with these weapons, pass passengers, and toss them away. I was so crazed that I actually thought this was my best course of action. Then I came to my senses and just left them in the bag. So we landed in LAX. I decided that I would lie to the police and hope for the best. When I got into the terminal I was greeted by a big black cop who pulled me aside and sternly asked if I was drinking on the plane. I said No. Then the flight attendent ran over, grabbed me and yelled, "Yes HE DID!". So I admitted, yea, I drank a bit on the plane. He questioned me for a good half hour. During this time I saw the drunk lady get handcuffed and taken away. Back to jail for her, so sad. Thats way longer than I thought it would be
Poor drunk lady. Flight attendants don't give a shit if you drink underage as long as you don't cause any commotion, especially on international flights. Shit, I've had Continental Airlines flight attendants offer me free drinks when they saw that I wasn't sleeping on a 8 hour flight when I was 15. Just walk away from drama, everywhere... not just on the airplane. Anyhow, you seem to be alright, but yes... what did happen to you?
Oh, what happened to me....They let me go. I ran downstairs and hopped in the car of some old friends who had known in New Zealand and we raced up north as fast as the rental car could take us
