You try lasting 16 hours straight behind one of those people…. That lady (I, of course, would call her by another name) had to be told THREE TIMES to put her seat back up when we were landing in Sydney. My legs will never forgive me.
But then, I was never one for graciousness. Heeeee!]]>
I am Southern enough to prefer to suffer and silently hate the person ahead of me rather than appear ungracious.]]>
(Avoid moral/philosophical conundrums with commercialism–‘when in doubt, buy more stuff.’)]]>