The check-in girl scowls as I try my best to be tactful. You see, these days, when I fly, I'm very particular about where I sit. But it's not extra legroom or a window I'm after.
I just hate being plonked next to someone who - how shall I put it? - is a little too large for their seat. My request is always met with utter disapproval. Once, I was told not to moan and be grateful I am such a 'beanpole'.
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