Normally when traveling I manage to snag a window seat on planes (my preference) and if some unlucky late arriver has to sit in the middle, I give them space. Meaning I relinquish the armrest. I think it's the consolation prize for getting stuck in the middle. Besides, I have one over by the wall. So the one in the middle between us? I won't even arm-wrestle you for it. I concede.
But my foot space? That's my space folks. You really need to keep your feet in front of you. Not all over by my bags so that after takeoff I can't get to my little briefcase.
And my space begins where the armrest ends. Can you please keep your coat and your arms and your shoulders in your space? (Which I've already said includes the armrest). And no dozing on my shoulder. Nosirreee.
Just a little flying etiquette from the person over here trying to be kind...
And Chitown? I didn't mean to diss Chicago - I love chicago, but not when it's 7 degrees and snowing and we have to wait for the snow to clear for the plane to land that we were supposed to take home 2 hours ago...and then we have to sit on the runway in line for the de-icing trucks. Nosiree not likin' that weather. Give me chicago in the spring or summer or even fall. But not now....
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Oh, you are singing to the choir sister. People are crazy, getting in your space.
I always get shafted on the planes....usually by my own husband. Since I am smaller than most people, I don't USE all of my seat, so he being bigger than most people, feels as though he can take some of my extra. I tell him, NO. It is my space and If you want to try and take it, then I will gain a bunch of weight just to use my seat space. that is how I roll. ;)
OK, I'll give you that traveling can suck in this weather, BUT you still can't beat Chicago at Christmas time! The GIANT tree in Daley Plaze, the ice skating rink, Millennium Park, the gorgeous lights up and down State Street and the Magnificent Mile, the window displays at Marshall Fields, (oops, I mean that other place), the pretty snow, I mean, come on! This city ROCKS!!!
But, I forgive you ;-)
Sing it! Don't crowd me. Airplanes are chummy enough without encroachment.
And yes, Chicago in winter is no fun, airport-wise. Sit on the tarmac waiting for weather to clear. Get in line for de-icing. Go back to sitting because the weather un-cleared. De-ice again because it's been too long since the last one. Get in line again. If you're lucky, actually take off and leave... Fortunately, we can usually avoid it by flying Delta through Salt Lake.
Haven't spent any significant time in Chicago proper, so it could be a marvelous place. But flying through in the winter is a pain.
Cannot handle the space invaders.
Ever notice how some people stake a claim to the armrest as soon as they sit down? I remember when I first started flying for business and thought that air travel was so glamorous. Now I'm taking B12 and putting on elbow pads just to prepare for boarding.
As the flights I usually am on are over 10 hours, the aisle seat is MINE!! I can stretch out my legs and have a small chance at being comy. And now that I travel with the boys...we get the three seats on the side and I let them argue about the arm rest...they usually settle it pretty quickly.
When I had to fly home for my father's funeral, I got bumped up to Business Class (thank you Daddy?) and thought I was in a whole'nuther world!! VERY hard to back to economy after that...in my next life I'm going to have money to always fly up there!!
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