As something of an antidote to the "What really grinds your gears?" thread, to which I have contributed my fair share of gripes, I think it might be nice to see the other side of the coin occasionally.
Today, for instance, my flight was no more than 1/3 to 1/2 full so I could basically sit wherever the hell I wanted. I took the aisle seat of a row of three, with no-one in the row in front nor behind, so I could recline away as much as I wanted and inconvenience no-one.
Also, the guy who got on the plane absolutely stinking of BO was more than 10 rows behind so I didn't have to deal with that...
Today, for instance, my flight was no more than 1/3 to 1/2 full so I could basically sit wherever the hell I wanted. I took the aisle seat of a row of three, with no-one in the row in front nor behind, so I could recline away as much as I wanted and inconvenience no-one.
Also, the guy who got on the plane absolutely stinking of BO was more than 10 rows behind so I didn't have to deal with that...