personal space
I was flying home from a work event. I had the aisle seat, last row of the plane. Possibly the very worst seat there is. The seat doesn't recline, I was sleepy but couldn't nap for more than a minute or two (at least it seemed that way) before someone bumped my elbow or shoulder getting to the lavatories directly behind me, I heard every flush.
Then there's the woman sitting next to me. Maybe half my age, she spent most of the flight in headphones. I don't think she intended to be rude or encroach on my space. I don't think she was flirting either. There didn't seem to be a moment that I wasn't aware of her. Sometimes she'd turn to chat with her friend (another twenty-something woman) in the window seat, or dance around a little in her seat as she listened to music over her headphones, regardless, the entire flight her yoga pants/legging clad hip and thigh was pressed against mine.
She had some space between her and her friend, I'm not that big (nor was she) that she couldn't move over the inch or two to separate us. I couldn't move further to my right, I felt I was already in the aisle, traffic was bumping me constantly.
Near the latter third of the flight, I decided that she was doing it intentionally, maybe she's a nervous flyer, maybe she liked teasing the dirty old man sitting next to her..She got my attention, to get up (to go to the washroom). I stepped into the aisle to allow her out, she must not have realized that the armrests could be raised, she had a awkward time getting out. I remained standing, I figured it was easier than getting up again in a minute anyway. I raised the armrest so she'd have an easier time returning to her seat.
When she came back, she mumbled her thanks at sat back down. I sat down also, and again tried to doze. I realized she didn't lower the armrest (neither did I). Soon I felt her foot hooked behind my calf. I looked over, she appeared to be asleep, her head leaning on her friend's shoulder. If anything she managed to press more of her lower body against me, now that the armrest was out of the way. I mentally shrugged. I'm sure I wouldn't be as charitable if she wasn't young and pretty and filled out her yoga pants so nicely.
Then there's the woman sitting next to me. Maybe half my age, she spent most of the flight in headphones. I don't think she intended to be rude or encroach on my space. I don't think she was flirting either. There didn't seem to be a moment that I wasn't aware of her. Sometimes she'd turn to chat with her friend (another twenty-something woman) in the window seat, or dance around a little in her seat as she listened to music over her headphones, regardless, the entire flight her yoga pants/legging clad hip and thigh was pressed against mine.
She had some space between her and her friend, I'm not that big (nor was she) that she couldn't move over the inch or two to separate us. I couldn't move further to my right, I felt I was already in the aisle, traffic was bumping me constantly.
Near the latter third of the flight, I decided that she was doing it intentionally, maybe she's a nervous flyer, maybe she liked teasing the dirty old man sitting next to her..She got my attention, to get up (to go to the washroom). I stepped into the aisle to allow her out, she must not have realized that the armrests could be raised, she had a awkward time getting out. I remained standing, I figured it was easier than getting up again in a minute anyway. I raised the armrest so she'd have an easier time returning to her seat.
When she came back, she mumbled her thanks at sat back down. I sat down also, and again tried to doze. I realized she didn't lower the armrest (neither did I). Soon I felt her foot hooked behind my calf. I looked over, she appeared to be asleep, her head leaning on her friend's shoulder. If anything she managed to press more of her lower body against me, now that the armrest was out of the way. I mentally shrugged. I'm sure I wouldn't be as charitable if she wasn't young and pretty and filled out her yoga pants so nicely.
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