Quite unfortunate.
Armrest, you are a feeble attempt at a seat divider, because no matter if you are put down, somehow the fat person always seems to leak outside her designated seating space.
I mean, if you wanted that much space, why not purchase another ticket? Or economy Plus? Or business class?
No matter how far to the side of the plane i leaned, her elbow somehow always made itself rest on my lap or in my side.
Arms were coming at me from everywhere!
Then my new airplane friend proceeded to drift off into a fitful and twitchy sleep.
But these weren't normal twitches, oh no.
They were practically epileptic seizures!
Ahahahahahhahaaha. Of course, with the sound of the drink/snack cart, Airplane Friend woke up instantly.
Then what did she do? She proceeded to completely lean into me, at about a 45 degree angle for no apparent reason. Seriously, half my seat! I was squished so far over to the side of the plane, almost pushed into the under-seat storage area! She stayed like that until the drink cart reached us, then drank her apple juice contently.
after the juice, it was back to elbows in my business.
AHAHAHAHAHAHHAA.
OHHHH and, on my second flight, we were all ready to take off....then they realized they had neither a pilot nor a co-pilot.
Basically, we sat in the plane for 2 1/2 hours until someone showed up. It is what it is! Whatever! ahahahaa
Good to be back, Tahoe.
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