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I really think it’s the insult of implying my nonexistence that makes me ragey. I’m apparently invisible or *should* be, and therefore my space can be negated at the convenience of others. Wth.

NOT TERRIBLE. That’s totally reasonable. I don’t think seats should even be allowed to recline (unless you’re talking about those schmancy first-class self-contained pod units where your reclining has no impact on the comfort of the people behind you). Did you ever hear that This American Life episode about the

Oh nappers are totally different. I’ve probably lolled my head onto my neighbor at some point. It happens.

My ex boyfriend was also very tall and has long thighs, so his knees go right up against the seat in front. He used to put on kneepads for long flights when no upgrade was available. And we would crack up when the person in front tried to slam their seat back only to have it go nowhere. One lady kept slamming back

I’ve never understood why people need to recline their seats on flights, unless they have, like, some kind of back issue.

My wife and I were cozied up next to each other on our flight back from our honeymoon, sitting in isle and middle of a 3 seat section.

Polite, shy teenage girl sitting in the 3rd (window) seat, laptop and earbuds etc. keeping to herself contently.

The Helicopter-poster parent, overprotective mother a few rows up asks

YEEEESSSS. I’m a 6'+ female with most of my height in my legs. I purchase bulkhead seats when available FOR A REASON. My legs just simply do not fit otherwise, and I end up either jamming my knees in as best I can or doing some weird frog leg interpretation when I can.

My little sister called me upon landing after her first cross-country flight in TEARS. She (16 at the time) was so freaked/icked out by the much-older guy seated next to her. He raised the arm rest immediately after taking off, and proceeded to rub against her the entire flight. She said he used his arm/shoulder to

NOOOOOO I would have gone into full blown jerk mode.

I just went through this on a (thank you jeebus) relatively short domestic flight. I honestly think Middle Seat Guy (I was Window) was oblivious to his manspready ways, but he was invading my territory repeatedly, encroaching with his wide-legs sitting and hogging the armrest and just generally being a big dude. I’m

God bless you, sofar. I’m a tiny too and I’ve gotten really defensive of my space on public transportation. Just because I don’t take up the width of the subway seat doesn’t mean you get to take my space. I’ve started manspreading when men are present on the train. If a woman sits next to me, I’ll close my legs and

The only time this happened to me I was on a flight to Korea and had the window, while a kindly old Korean woman had the isle. We exchanged pleasantries (nods, es she didn’t speak much english) and I silently helped her untangle her earphones. After the plane took off and we both realized there was no one to sit

If you are a couple traveling together, do not take the window and aisle and force a stranger to sit between you. If you do, act like you’re strangers and don’t talk/hand things over the person in the middle. Sincerly, last flight was a nightmare.

I had a 13 hour flight where someone requested I move to their middle seat so their five year old could have my aisle seat. Definitely did not happen.

I was once in the window seat of a row of three. There was a gentleman in the aisle seat. As the boarding process ended, it became clear that the middle seat was to remain blissfully empty and I felt immediate relief, until the gentleman picked himself up, scooted over, and started to lower his ass into the vacant

ALL of these rules, but especially this:

The thing that those assholes miss is that Black Lives matter MEANS All lives should matter but Black ones aren’t getting that treatment. I mean equal and fair treatment for all people is the goal of BLM.

Yup.

Michigan apparently has a form of indeterminate sentencing where the legislature sets a maximum sentence and a judge sets a minimum sentence. When the convicted person reaches the minimum sentence he’s allowed to go in front of a parole board to ask for release on parole, but must serve at least the minimum.