Quick note to the guy sitting next to me on my flight last night
Quick note to the guy sitting next to me on the American Airlines death trap puddle jumper I was forced in to last night coming home.
"There is someone in the effing seat next to you buddy. I'm sorry your so huge, maybe cutting down on the fried stuff will help, but sitting back with your arms extending OVER the middle armrest into my side, and touching my arm which I cannot stand please give me some room it makes me uncomfortable to be touched by a stranger, is not proper etiquette. But I should have known you are inconsiderate because you put your seat back as far as it could go even though there is just about no room on those tiny flights. All my subtle and not so subtle hints didn't work either. You didn't pick up when I exaggerated and leaned into the aisle to give you more of MY space to spread out. You didn't pick up when I leaned forward and hunched over the tray while reading. and you didn't pick up when I looked directly at you and said "back, back animal, back to your cage" while making a whip cracking sound. Nope, nothing worked, so I had to endure for the blessedly short flight back to Boston. And something tells me you were totally oblivious to others around you. Not sure what's worse, someone who does it on purpose or someone who has no clue. At least the person who does it on purpose makes a choice to be a jerk and hopefully will show some remorse when they sober up. But the stupid and dim-witted I so often come across just go through life bugging other people and don't realize it. Uh oh, maybe I'm one of those stupid and dim-witted. Maybe I do things that bug other people. Maybe Dave's the problem. Hmm. Nope, not me. It was you fat boy."