On a flight from LA to Colorado, the woman next to me wanted to switch with a man sitting one isle up, probably to be with her partner. The man was huge and apologized to me for being so big. I felt for him and made sure I gave him as much room as possible in the seat next to me. I'm not very big, and part of him was in my space the entire flight.

Right before landing, the woman, who had switched places, became violently ill and threw-up all over those in her isle. The guy next to me leaned my way and said, "Well, at least I didn't do that to you." We laughed as we un-boarded the flight.