If you’re on a Southwest flight, chances are you’re not in a good mood. A half hour into takeoff, you’re going to be sweaty and sticking to a leather seat that hasn’t been washed with more than a wet wipe in years. For Emily Kauai, those sticky-ass seats were made even worse by a manspreader that invaded her bubble.
It’s hard to believe TSA let him through with all of that heat he was packing.
Is this too far of a spread, or is she complaining too much? The conversation lives on Facebook!
