My last flight out of Detroit had me seated between a really big guy on my left and an approx. 14 year old, 240 lb. black autistic boy with an addiction to potato chips and hand cream.........
After about an hour of being wedged between these two people and watching the kid eat potato chips then smear his hand with hand cream, over and over again, the stewardess finally noticed my extreme distress
So what did she do? SHE TOOK THE KID up into the first class section.............
Classic!