Thursday, April 21, 2005

In the Plane BOS --> LHR

The guy ahead of me reclines his chair so far back into my face, it practically touches my nose. I’m trapped, but I push mine back so I have a bit of room.

The English woman behind me is all afluster that I’ve taken “her” room up and knees me in the back and tells the other man and woman with her that she’s never seen anything like this (this meaning ME).

She’s a big fusser and whiner, I wish she would shut up. I pretend I’m sleeping and later I let her have it, touching her arm and asking her to notice how little room I have and how the guy ahead of me is in my lap essentially.