Maybe two large people could split one ticket, and then they’d sit in the same row. It’d probably help with the plane’s balance, too.
I went :dubious: at this. Then I remembered flying out of Reno once, when an attendant moved me and my mom to first class, and they said it was for balance. Something about the heat and the air being thin. I’m going WTF, should we even be flying? Thin air? The free booze in first class relaxed me quite nicely.
Knowing certain airlines, they’d make you get two seats then assign you 12A and 26E
When I was flying out of Houston on my way back from England, the lady welcoming us onto the plane told us to put our carry on luggage at the gate check, and they loaded it under the plane. It threw the balance all off, and they had to kick a few people off the plane (and buy them a hotel room and give them a voucher, of course). I think smaller planes are more sensitive to this kind of thing.
I was mostly joking, though, and I was sort of hoping this thread had went in the direction of how I made lemonade. Instead of remaining pissed that the lady was too fat to get into her proper seat without inconveniencing everybody in the entire row, I instead had fun with a little girl who really made my day. 
But fat people on planes are more fun to talk about. Oh, and turning in Albuquerque 
In the Bertie Wooster stories, his University friend Harold “Stinker” Pinker was a prop forward.
Dude, less than 200 posts in 7+ years, and that’s what brings you out of the woodwork? :dubious:
Trust an almost-back.
This same thing happened a few years back in a Virgin flight from the USA (New York I think) to London. Large lady sat down in the centre seat and immediately lifted the arm rest to allow herself more freedom. The paseenger beside her on such a long haul filght was really uncomfortable - the crew refused to up grade her or reseat her even though there were vacant seats in 1 st class. Anyway- she took them on and got a settlement of 15,000 pounds from memory for her suffering.
That being said, I have had such a large size lady sit beside me on a much shorter flight. I felt so sorry for her embarrassment at having to ask for extended seat belts and not being able to eat a meal normally due to the table constraints (it could not be lowered to it’s position)
Now that’s a fat lady on a little plane.
Life really is very difficult for morbidly obese people, and i don’t think most people realize that. I had a friend once who was morbidly obese and when we went to restaurants she had to have a chair because she couldn’t slide into the booths. There were so many things she simply could not do, and other things we don’t think about that were very difficult for her.
We never talked about her weight, because I felt that if she wanted to discuss it she would bring it up, and I also know it’s a very personal issue. One time - and ONE TIME ONLY - I told her that I cared about her and I was worried about her health and quality of life caused by her weight. I told her very gently and with love, but she reacted badly and pretended she had no idea what I was talking about. So that was the end of that.
It makes me sad to see people who are so overweight, because I know they are deeply sad inside, and I also know that the world and the people in it make them more uncomfortable due to their size.
And what would a fuckingback (goes like damnyankee) know about it anyway? 
If we’re getting into nitpickery, a scrum is about the only time you’ll see a front row, anyway; a line-out is all one row, a ruck or maul just a come-as-you-are occasion.
I have a friend who always has to get a seatbelt extender when he flies. He usually flies Southwest, and when he boards he always heads for the back and takes an aisle seat, and generally unless the flight is full nobody takes the seat next to him.
I’m fairly large myself, but I usually manage to fit between the armrests and didn’t need a seatbelt extender until recently (which is one of the many reasons I decided to start working on my weight). I did have a bit of a laugh when I flew Southwest over the holidays; when I tried to buckle my seatbelt the tab would go into the slot but not far enough to catch. I mentioned this when I asked the attendant for an extender and she joked, “Oh, yes. We shortened that seatbelt just for you!” (I love flying Southwest.)
I frequently tell this story on myself, but I handled a similar situation (someone in my seat) very different. After a night shift once, back in school, I flew to visit my sister and had to transfer in Denver.
There was a lady sitting in my seat, and I told her that I believed she was in my seat. She then told me that “we have a problem.” It turns out that she had the same seat and the person behind my seat. I was sleep deprived, and had only gotten about 30 minutes of sleep on the SLC to Denver leg, before being woken up and having to transfer, and was completely out of it.
So I told her, “I’m sorry, ‘we’ don’t have a problem, you have a problem.” She got bumped around a little while but they did eventually find her a place.
Excellent. Her attempt to share her problem was sad, wasn’t it? 
This is just strange to me. Maybe it is because I always fly the same airline (woohoo for frequent flyer miles!) but even at my heaviest I never had to have a seatbelt extender or took up more than one seat. I am still by definition super morbidly obese and I don’t have problems on any kind of public transportation, airplanes or otherwise. I was 301 lbs and 5’5" which makes me think that airlines like Southwest must be purposely installing smaller seats than even normal sized people can comfortably fit into if I was able to fly comfortably at that size on American but other people smaller than myself were not able to confine themselves into 1 seat on the plane elsewhere.
I flew American Airlines about once a month for almost two years and generally didn’t have any trouble with seat width or seatbelts. IIRC only once did I have to ask for an extension, and I think that might have been because I was on a flight that was using a different type of plane. I had flown Southwest numerous times before and had never needed an extender until recently, but I think that was because I had put on about 25 pounds last year. Interestingly enough, I still fit between the armrests when I needed the extender.
Let’s just say that if they ever give out an SDSAB title for rugby, it’ll go to me first.
And I have no idea what Cerowyn is on about. :dubious:
I dunno- I’m 6 feet tall and weigh 190, so I’m not exactly a small person, and I don’t spill over. Maybe different planes have differently sized seats.
Given his high tolerance for baby puke and poo, I’ll hazard that Santo is going to make a wonderful daddy some day.
We now return you to the discussion of rugby already in progress.
I beg your pardon. If I’d known you were a professional, I’d have spoken more respectfully. 