Let’s just go ahead and break this down, all basic-like.
That button above your head with the outline of a stewardess holding a tray with a drink on it? It is not the reading light. It is also not to be touched unless there are dire, life-threatening circumstances.
Okay, that may be a slight exaggeration–maybe–but you get the idea.
I remember traveling back in the olden days. Picture it: one big happy family flying far away to exotic locales; there was me and my sister (the cute little angelic children) and my mom (the school marm). My mom was the one scolding her two daughters for even attempting to touch that sacred little flight attendant call button hoovering just above our tiny heads. The numerous experiences of being threatened with M&M withdrawal if we even thought about touching one of those cool buttons were forever engrained into our brains.
Years later, as teenagers flying without a parent, my sister and I were still desperately trying to not push those damn buttons. It was almost as if there was some strong, invisible magnetic force pulling our index fingers above our heads. We could barely control ourselves; something had taken over our bodies! But by the end of the flight we both realized that we had done it. We had actually resisted the button!
To this day, we continue to discuss the pull of the flight attendant call button. The bottom line for us was that unless someone was bleeding or having a heart attack, you don’t dare push that thing.
So just as a heads up, that goes for passengers calling the stews to come pick up their gum wrapper, to ask where we are at that very moment (I don’t know, 35,000 feet?), to ask when the seat-belt sign will be turned off, or to ask for your 45th drink on your 1 hour flight.
And for the love of God, if you hear that tell-tale *ding-ding-ding-ding-ding* and you happen to have a child with you, kindly check the location of your little one’s fingers.