3.5 hours into a transatlantic deadhead last night, and Capt Cool comes on the PA to announce we had completed the overwater portion of our flight and then listed every town with a population over 5k we'd be flying over from that point until we landed.
Nevermind that every passenger on the plane had a TV screen in front of them with an option to display a realtime GPS map of exactly where we were, and also a depiction of our flightpath to our destination. It was so much more fun to get blasted out of a coma like sleep for a 150 decibel, 5 minute recitation of the entire flightplan release.