Karma II

This past weekend I was in San Francisco, accompanying HummusBoyfriend on his business trip. I had just gone to San Francisco 5 weeks ago, and on my flight there, the guy sitting next to me asked me and the other person if either of us would be willing to switch seats with his girlfriend, who was sitting about 20 rows up ahead. Both of us said no, which I feel bad about now...but she had a middle seat, and I really didn't want a middle seat, and my luggage was already stowed above me and I would have to go back to the back of the plane to get my luggage if I moved up, and...yeah, basically I'm a bad person.

So on the flight back from SF, HummusBoyfriend and I weren't assigned seats next to each other, and I was pretty sure karma was going to come back to bite my butt, but he got the gentleman sitting next to him to switch seats with me (though I will point out that I had an aisle seat). So other people are much nicer than I am, I guess, is the conclusion.

It's 67 degrees out today.