Flying sucks

Sit and wait. The head rest is too low. My knees are on the seat in front of me whose occupant insists on having it reclined even though she's leaning forward. Just had a delicious thirst quenching dixie cup of ginger ale. No pretzels this time? The Lady next to me is highliting every word in a book entitled "The Metabolic Plan -- How to Live Longer" and has gone to the bathroom three times now. Homie across the asile is snoring with his mouth open and directed towards me. The cabin air return vent is directly over me, loud and drying my eyeballs out. The "Inflight Video" is being shown on monitors built in the low tech 80's; so faded you can barely make out the stupid sitcom. Torture. Torture with a mileage program.