Aisle Trap
I once flew from Chicago to Israel (very long flight with a stop in the middle) with a woman who didn’t seem to understand that everyone around her was in the same situation she was in.
She dropped a number of passive-aggressive gems over the course of our day together, but the worst one was right when we were being seated for the first leg.
The plane was one of those 3X5X3 setups, with aisles on each side of the five-seat section, and this woman was seated in the middle of the five-seat section.
“But you can’t seat me in the middle! What if I need to get up and walk around and the people next to me are asleep?! I’ll be very uncomfortable for this whole flight!”
….wow, lady! You figured out why flying kind of sucks all by yourself! Now sit down and start pretending you’re not here like the rest of us. clocksailor