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Re: airplane seats — I’ve been flying on commercial planes since I was about ten years old. Last year was the first year I’ve ever had to ask for a seat-belt extension, and it was pretty humiliating, considering I was sitting in the same row as two skinny teenage girls who looked at me like I was the grossest person ever. This was with an airline I hadn’t flown with in years, and it’s interesting to me that the airline I usually fly with (WestJet, FYI) so far hasn’t had to make a concession like that for me. I can still fit in their seats (albeit slightly uncomfortably) and can do up their seat-belts. The fact remains, though, that seats aren’t meant for all sizes of people. It can be incredibly frustrating, especially to someone like me who likes to fly.
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