Space Hog

So I'm at 35,000 feet and cramed next to a small but space hungry women. On any other flight I would find this normal but this flight was at 6 in the morning. Most flights this early are pretty sparse in the passenger department. When I decided to buy my plane ticket I figured a morning flight would not be popular and the plane would be l less likely to be full. Since I had checked in the night before I was in group A. And when I entered the plane I had every seat to choose from. As I usually do, I picked a seat on the isle and soon found that there was definitely not going to be very many people. Relief set in my mind with having an entire isle to myself. With this I began to settle in with my three seats to myself.

And then I saw her... She came in and began looking for a seat. I didn't want to make eye contact having hopes that she would go past and find some other single isle dwealer to bother. Then it happened... I couldn't resist... my eyes looked up for a single second and then she asked... Agh! My mind was racing for an excuse but low and behold I simple stood up an let her in. It really wasn't that big of a deal but then I saw what she was doing and I nearly lost it. She couldn't be I thought. Why would you sit there when there could be a seat right between us. Yes folks it's true she sat right next to me and left the seat by the window open. In hindsight I should have stood up right then and moved to another seat or asked her to move. However, I did neither. I sat back down and accepted my fate.

I'm glad that she has been able to sleep the entire time. I also hope she is happy that I have been uncomfortable and have felt the feeling that my personal space has been violated. If she has that happiness then I too am happy...punk!