When you see her long legs slide into the cramped seat next to you, your eyebrow involuntairly spikes. "Finally, I get lucky on a four-hour flight," you think to yourself. She seems kind of attractive in that drunk-at-the-club, slutty kind of way with her Ugg boots and tight pink sweatpants. Unfortunately, you're not drunk (yet), and you're not at a club. And the mile-high club attempt is just way too risky considering the consequenses these days.

As soon as she's done stuffing her LV bag up top, she opens her mouth and eagerly launches into every detail of her horribly uninteresting life. Just put your headphones in or go to sleep or read the back of the safety pamphlet. All of the above will be more enjoyable.

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