Hawaiian Airlines
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my first experience flying with Hawaiian Airlines
On my flight with Hawaiian Airlines from Arizona to Honolulu on January 8, 2025, I endured an incredibly unpleasant and disrespectful experience with flight attendant Suzan Ryan. As I was making my way to my seat, she confronted me aggressively about my carry-on bag, which was well within the airline’s stated guidelines. Without warning, she accused me of carrying a bag that was too large. In a tone filled with hostility, she dismissed my attempts to explain, saying, "You can’t argue with me," and then shockingly added, "Do you smoke? I need to inspect your luggage." Her choice of language and the aggressive tone in her voice were not only unprofessional but deeply demeaning. I felt publicly humiliated and belittled as she singled me out in front of other passengers. This unnecessary confrontation only escalated my discomfort, and it was clear that her treatment of me was completely uncalled for. Many passengers witnessed her behavior and visibly reacted with disapproval, further amplifying the sense of injustice. Upon landing in Honolulu, I was able to speak directly with Suzan’s supervisor, who was the pilot of the flight. He was understanding and assured me that the incident would be reported. Although I cannot recall his name, it was clear that he had a Japanese-sounding name. He also informed me that I could file a formal complaint if I wished. Later, I received an apology from her supervisor, who confirmed that my carry-on bag was well within the airline’s acceptable limits. Despite this resolution, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had been unfairly targeted. It seemed to me that Suzan had used my appearance and minority status as a reason to treat me disrespectfully. This was my first time flying with Hawaiian Airlines and my first trip to Hawaii. Unfortunately, this incident completely overshadowed my experience and left me with a negative image of the airline. What was supposed to be an exciting and memorable trip was marred by the mistreatment I endured. I felt compelled to share this story.