South of Sunnyside

My flight out of Fresno with Kim is delayed an hour, though we weren’t informed of this until after we boarded.

So I’m sitting here.

And I’m thinking.

And I’m wondering at what point it was decided that airplane seats should be built to fit the “average” person. Because, evidently, that person is four to six inches shorter than me, and evidently a bit…um…narrower.

Then again, maybe I’m cranky from only getting only two and a half hours of sleep. I’d take a nap if I could contort my body to fit this seat.

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