On the mother of all turnarounds, on the second leg, I had these men who didn't look very decent. 2 of them young, another 2 probably in their 40s. They have the "rusty-face" (Hokkien). The older men wore tight t-shirts, whereas the younger ones wore loose designer t-shirts.
The younger ones took the first middle row of the cabin. One of the them was more Ah Beng than the other. He's the one I wanna talk about. On ground his two feet were up against the wall at my eye level. The aisle is only that small so when I walked past his seat, I was greeted by his feet.
He chose not to eat so right after take off, he called me, "Hey! HEYYY!!" Pfft.
He wanted his bed done so I did it for him. After I had done his bed I caught sight of his diamond-studded RM watch. S$500k maybe?
I was shocked. I went back to tell my chief if he saw and he said he did. He said they look like dodgy people.
About 15 minutes after captain made the preparation for landing announcement, I went to the toilet in the front of the cabin. There were no more paper hand towels and I was reluctant to use the disposable hand towels. My hands were maybe only half dry from using facial tissue papers when I stepped out and saw that this dude was still comfortably watching a movie in bed!
I immediately told him his bed must be converted back to a seat and as I gestured, he wiped something off his forehead. Then I realized it must be a water droplet from my hand that fell on his face.
I WANTED TO DIE.
I apologized profusely and assured him it's clean water even though that is bad enough. In that moment I was more afraid of him thinking it's saliva!
He kept saying it's alright but T____T
If this had happened in the back streets of Mongkok I think I would lose my hands...