KLM Sandwiches: Ham or Grease, uh, Cheese?

It seems to be the time when I continuously have interesting experiences with air travel. Yesterday, I had to fly to Cardiff, Wales, and the best (or rather only) connection was via Amsterdam, so I had to fly KLM. The fact that the departure out of Schiphol was 30 minutes late doesn't even bother me much anymore, although the waiting area at the gate reminded me of some hospital basement.

Anyway, when we boarded, I found out that I'm actually in an exit row, so I was happy having some extra leg room. I was not happy about the overall condition of the aircraft. This must have been (by far) the dirtiest plane that I have ever seen. The seats of the Fokker 100 were so filthy that I didn't really want to sit on them. The window, the ceiling and all the light and the call buttons were so sticky and spotted with grease that I thought I should ask for some Clorox. I guess there is a reason for calling them ShittyHopper.

Later, I hung my jacket over the hook on the back of the front seat, but the flight attendant wanted to rather put it in the overhead compartments. When I handed her the jacket, she didn't bother looking for a hanger, but folded it like an old towel and stuffed it in between suitcases. I was so stunned that I couldn't even say anything.

When it was "feeding time", the same flight attendant asked us for our sandwich preference: Ham or Cheese? The Portugese guy in the middle seat said "Yes." Another try: "Ham or cheese?" "Yes. Ham and cheese." "HAM OOOOOR CHEEEESE." "Yes." .... That's when I closed my eyes and pretended that I was sleeping.

P.S.
There is actually a site named airlinemeals.net. It claims to be the world's first and leading site about nothing but airline food. No kidding. I'd think the world needs more sites like this one.