On a plane right now, some idiot got all in my face because I was sitting in the aisle seat, which he wanted.
I told him that not only was I hear first, but that I am 6'6 and my legs don't really fit too well in such a tight space. The gentleman, who was three times older than me but who had the maturity of a toddler decided to have a little tantrum.
So trying to save myself the embarrassment of the whole plane looking at me i'm now wedged in the window seat, my knees to my face while a ten-year-old in the seat infront of my insists on bouncing on his seat.
I'm jabbing a pen into his side every now and then though.
EDIT: Also for people visiting Scotland - some advice.
If you can't understand what they are saying, don't nod in the affirmative. A lot of Scottish people play a game by talking in a really thick accent and when you do the "just nod your head and smile" thing, they will whisk you away and you'll either be a new drug mule or having tea with someones grandmother who has Alzheimers.
Chips are fries. What you call chips are crisps. A fanny is a vagina, so try to avoid "sitting on your fanny" at all costs. A Sega Genesis is a Sega Megadrive (You never know when you might need to know that).
Scottish people are highly sensitive if you criticize their country, and you will be screaming "The bees! The bees! My eyes! My Eyes!" before you know it.
