So I'm on a packed flight to Phoenix, and as usual I picked a window seat. Because it's a cheap seat, I'm in the back with the riff raff. When I got to my row, there was a girl sitting in the middle seat. I stood there, waiting for her to get up, but she didn't. Finally she looked me in the eye and said, "what, you want me to get up?". Well, yes. Unless you want me to climb over your lap. It's not a popular choice.
Thank God she got up. Looking forward to an awkward flight.
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