Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Window Seat

I am on my way to my old college roommate’s wedding today, and I got stuck in the middle seat between a father and his daughter.  They obviously chose the window and aisle seats, so that they didn’t get stuck in the middle seat, like I now find myself.  I hate this seat.  I can’t look out the window, stretch my legs out, or conveniently get up to use the bathroom.  There is nothing redeeming about this seat.  But it really irks me that they purposely chose not to sit together.  Instead they are talking over me.  So, I made sure to lean back and forth in their way to make it less convenient…

The worst part of it is that the daughter, who is next to the window, closed the shade so she could sleep!  Why would you get a window seat and not look out the window?!  Here I sit, actually wanting to look out the window, and all I can do is stare at the seat back in front of me.  So, I did the only thing a man could do in this situation, I sat there staring at her instead.  At some point, she woke up with a start.  I like to think her subconscious was telling her that someone was creepily staring at her.

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