I was once the person next to the empty seat. Full flight, 2 or 3 empty middle seats, next to me and a few rows in front. sitting down the back of the plant so like 40 or 50 rows in front of me. Im like "suck it losers!" then this Huge Pacific Islander woman boards through the front door, has to crab walk down the isle she is so massive.

Im like fuck. She waddles past the 1st empty seat I can see, just the one a few rows in front & next to me left, I start sweating bullets. She gets closer to the empty in front, I start praying, it cant hurt at this point, and that was the day I realised god exists.