My height has always caused problems for me, especially during flights. During my most recent trip, I came across a fellow passenger who didn’t care about my discomfort and gladly worsened it. But this time I had a cunning solution!
I’m 16, and for my age, I am quite tall. I’m just over six feet! Every time I get on a plane, I know I’m in for a rough ride. My legs are so long that even before we take off, my knees are already wedged against the seat in front of me. And let me tell you, it’s not fun! But what happened on this last flight took the cake…
It started like any other trip. My mom and I were flying back home after visiting my grandparents. We were going to be seated in economy, where the legroom felt more like a leg prison. So, I was already bracing myself for the discomfort, but determined to get through it.
Little did I know, things were about to get a lot more uncomfortable. The flight got delayed, so by the time we finally boarded, everyone was on edge. The plane was packed, and you could feel the tension in the air.
I settled into my seat, trying to find some way to position my legs so it didn’t feel like I was squashed into a washing machine. My mom, who always seems to have a solution for everything, handed me a travel pillow and a couple of magazines.
“Here, maybe this will help,” she said with a sympathetic smile. I was flipping through one of the magazines when I felt the first warning sign: a slight jolt as the seat in front of me reclined an inch. I looked up, hoping it was a minor adjustment. But no, it wasn’t…
The guy in front of me, a middle-aged man in a business suit, was about to go FULL recline! Now, I’ve got nothing against people reclining their seats, but there are some basic unwritten rules about it. Like, maybe take a look behind you first?
Or MAYBE don’t SLAM your seat into someone’s knees when there’s barely enough space as it is? I watched in horror as his seat came back further and further until it felt like he was PRACTICALLY in my lap!
My knees were smashed, and I had to angle them to the side to avoid crying out in pain. I couldn’t believe it! I was trapped! I leaned forward, trying to catch his attention. “Excuse me, sir?” I said, my voice polite despite the growing frustration.
