Like Being Held By A Big Warm Airbag

December 20, 2009

in Portly Stories

I was on a Canadian Regional jet from Toronto to Charlotte. I was sitting in the exit row. This very large lady came on board and promptly announced that the seat next to mine was hers. I knew I was in trouble when she asked “does that arm rest come up?” Thankfully the armrest didn’t budge when she then blurted out “I’ve been known not to fit in one of these seats.” She then proceeded to wiggle her large rear end back and forth hoping she could. She finally manage to fit her large body into the seat, yet her fat overflowed from the sides pinning me against the emergency door. It was like being held by a big warm airbag. I wasn’t going anywhere. It took two seat belt extensions to strap her in.

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