kicking puppies is bad

I’m not as thin as I was when I was 17, but so far I haven’t needed to resort to using weird camera angles to make my interweb photos appear appealing. So I find it mildly distressing that I barely fit in a normal airplane seat (which apparently average 17.2 inches). I find it MORE distressing that most of you already don’t fit.And apparently the airlines have some personal vendetta against me. They refuse to seat me next to any reasonably sized person. On my flight to San Francisco Tuesday, I spent 5.5 hours seated next to an EXTREMELY large guy. And he lapped over the armrests into my personal space. I paid several hundred dollars for my 17.2 inches of space. And I wanted my full 17.2 inches. I didn’t want to share my 17.2 inches with some random big guy that was too big for his seat. Personal space is a big thing for me. I generally don’t like it when people I like are in my personal space. I really hate it when people I don’t know (or actively dislike) are in my personal space. I’m not sure what the size of the average American ass is, but I am betting (given that the average adult’s BMI is up to ~26.5) it larger than 17.2 inches.