Dreading the flying fats I'm flying down to Charlotte next month to see my shit lady best friend, and am absolutely dreading the flight. Not because I hate flying, but because I am super worried about getting stuck next to an over stuffed sausage, and having to share my seat with them. I check my flights every day, and so far no one has selected the seats next to mine.  But I know that won't last forever; they still have 4 weeks to ruin it.