On the non-stop flight from Orlando to Panama City, Panama this recent trip, I was sitting in my aisle seat, having just finished my airline-provided chicken sandwich and minuscule salad (they still serve meals on all Copa Airline flights) and was working on my dessert bar. I had been given some coffee, with two cream packets and two of the thin, long sugar packets.
I shake and open the cream. You know what I mean. You shake the packet so all the contests settle to its bottom and you can tear the top without everything spilling on you. I stir the cream and grab the sugar.
The first sugar packet gets shaken with one quick flip, gets torn and added to the coffee.
The second sugar packet gets shaken. And disappears. I am left holding the small piece of paper I shook it from. I immediately GASP loudly and look around. The sugar packet ripped, flew from my hand and proceed to douse the people behind me in sugar.
I was mortified. I yelled in English (like a dummy; I'm on a Latin American airline) "Oh I am SO SORRY! It tore right out of my hands! Oh, I am sorry!!" Then in Spanish, I reiterate my apologies.
I was so embarrassed. When the flight landed, I again apologized to the people behind me. Thankfully, they were kind and told me not to worry about it.