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so I really like having the first row in first class because I can put my feet up against the wall, and I'm practically the first person off the plane. however, there is this twinge of anxiety, because that first seat does not have a spot for you to place your carry-on items in front of you. therefore, you have to use overhead space, and even in first class, there is still some fighting about trying to get the overhead space directly over your head, so that you don't have to reach back or hold up the line or whatever. other problems being that the emergency oxygen tanks are sometimes in that overhead space, so you can't even use that space, and you are forced to place your carry-on items in the overhead space across the aisle. >gasp!< 'how dare you!', the people sitting in seats c and d say with their eyes. 'blow me.' I think to myself. and then I feel bad because I thought that and then I apologize in my head to them, since I never said it out loud... after that I get a little sad because I'm such a jerk and I get a drink to drown out my sadness. fortunately for me (and to curb my drinking), after my first glass of wine (or coffee and baileys or vodka tonic) I pass out for 15 minutes while the plane takes off... I am then awakened by the bustle of the flight attendants getting the drink service going, and I remember how mean I was, so I get sad again, and I get another drink (what the heck, right? they're free) before I know it I've had 4 drinks in about an hour... Imsofakingdom... then I get picked up (hopefully I didn't leave my car at the airport because [not] driving home would suck...

but I digress.

I found that I can actually put my feet up when I sit in the window seats, so I have decided, from this point forth to sit in 2-A - I'm the 5th or 6th person off the plane, I don't have to stress about overhead space, and I get to put my legs up whilst I look out the window.

it still bothers me a bit that the some flight attendants still give me a double take (and twice had the audacity to card me) when I order my drinks. you saw the manifest chica. how many underage elite members do you know?

I'm such an a-hole.

I think I need a drink. :-P