

I’m 5-11 and the rare times I fly I go for the upgrade just to keep the rage at bay. I feel for David as his experience must only be excruciating.
The last time I flew home and couldn’t get the Bump was so challenging, with some fucking kid kicking my seat constantly (probably out of boredom. I get it, but there are options). After a few escalating glances at his parent, I did consider asking whether he was going to police his child or whether I need to teach him some words I learned in the army so he could repeat them at school. Just then, we got the “tray table” announcement, though, and the child had other things to focus on.







What would ironically sickening look like?