I find that hard to believe. You were rude. If it happened the way you wrote it than you were and are in the wrong. Did you really ask someone to move without saying "excuse me"? Chances are you bumped into him when you put your bag away and didn't realize it. Those aisles are small and it's common courtesy to say…

As someone who is obsessed with politeness and etiquette why did you continue the confrontation with your passive aggressive move to hit his foot? If you did that completely on purpose you're still not the bigger person in this confrontation.

I'm actually pretty much obsessed with etiquette and politeness.

Sorry but this article is dumb. It drips of entitlement. And it really has nothing to do with being fat.

The clarification helps but to be honest, the way the altercation is presented really feels like you came on the plane ready to rumble. I've felt that way on any number of occasions myself so I don't fault you in it, it just really feels like you escalated the altercation.

I'm actually pretty much obsessed with etiquette and politeness.

I'm way, way fatter than you, I promise, so I understand everything you just said x a million, except that I can only ever fly anywhere paying $1000 for a first class seat and even then it's a struggle. The issue with your article is that while the conceptual points are all well and good you have to understand that…

Unfortunately, it seems like you were looking for a fight. Maybe because of your weight you are somewhat defensive, I don't know, but it sounds like the man was more annoyed that you failed to say "Excuse me" than the fact that he had to sit next to someone overweight. You precipitated the situation by being…

"Listen, Jezebel is a safe place..."

Remember: Everyone should have known that Lindy was hungover, and been extra nice to her as a result.

As a flight attendant, I can tell you that most people stare blankly at my hip area for a lot of reasons, and probably not to guess my pant size. You're sitting down, someone is standing right next to you, it's uncomfortable to crane your neck constantly just for some prolonged eye contact. I'm not going to even…

Since Lindy didn't do a great job describing the situation, here's how I pictured it...

"I passive-aggressively jarred his foot with my backpack"

Yeah, she basically went from ruining her seatmate's day to everyone around her in earshot.

Yes.

It's common practice where I'm from to say "excuse me" when you think you might potentially violate someone's space. Just last week I said "excuse me" when putting my carry-on in the overhead bin, because I knew I was going to be temporarily impeding a person's personal space.

Totally agreed. You kicked him while he was sleeping? I'm pretty sure he was just as annoyed to be there as you, the only difference is you're the only one who actually cemented your status as the ass in the story. And then to write about it like "look what an asshole his guy was to me because I'm fat!" You know what…

He was tired and cranky, and he probably would have been in this situation regardless the size of the row-mate, and the author decided to over-react like fuck over the entire situation.

Sorry Lindy, love ya to bits, but you sound super-duper immature and passive aggressive and like YOU were the one late for the plane, hungover, and getting to your seat after everyone else had sat down. I don't care if you weight 65 pounds soaking wet, all THAT is annoying.

I missed the part about where he said something about your weight.