Karma

Yesterday, 24 hours before I was to fly, I used the resort’s internet to try and check-in for my flight today. But apparently WestJet will not allow you to check-in if your flight leaves from the Dominican Republic. That seems like a serious bug, but I guess not many people use computers on vacation.
I figured I would at least ask at the in-person check-in for the emergency exit row. I’m not sure how it happened, but I guess since the clerk couldn’t give me that, he tried to get me as close as possible. So I was seated in the row in front of the emergency exit row. Also known as the worst row on the plane. The one row you can’t lean your chair back in.
I don’t like leaning back because I don’t like inconveniencing the person behind me. But if the person ahead of me leans back, I like to have the option to rescue myself
Luckily, there was an immigrant family in front of me, so the small child did not lean back. Instead, through great feats of acrobatics and hyperactivity, he was able to get his foot back to me through the gaps. His baby sister was also rather vocal.