This morning I'm flying from Dallas to San Francisco. I board a nice new 737-800 and I get lucky and there is an empty center seat, so me and the guy in my row have a little more room for our 4 hour flight. . . nice, but not for long.
In the seat directly across the aisle is this beast. The little guy sitting in that center seat stands up, squeezes past the beast and ask if he can sit next to me. I smile and say, "Sure, join the party!"
Here's the beast walking up the jetway.
She had a giant plastic bag full of M & M's stashed in the seatback in front of her and she would eat a handful every 10 minutes. Grim.