Hey You Get Out of My Space!

   Seriously!
Today I flew from Detroit to San Francisco.

Five-hour flight.
I didn’t get upgraded.
At least I had an aisle seat.

Until Big Dude sat in the middle seat that is.

Obviously a former athlete.
Who let things go a bit.
His shoulders could fill two seats with ease.

I was frustrated.

No way was I going to fly for five hours bent [...]

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