Between a rock and not so hard place....

Flew home from West Virginia last night, via Pittsburgh (the city of no gas stations). And on the last leg of my trip from Cincinnati to Salt Lake City, I was sitting in the window seat between the window (obviously) and what had to be one of the largest, loudest breathing human beings I have ever come across. I'm a fan of the arm rest down between my seat and anyone else's...but, when the other person's girth that requires the seat belt extention prevents the arm rest from being employed, what do you do? Here's what I did, I pressed myself so hard into the window that i still have the outline impressed on the left side of my body. I know weight is a touchy issue and not everyone (me included) can easily control theirs. But for gods sake! 4 hours trapped in a smaller than usual airplane seat is not how to make Flamingo a fan of larger people on planes. Oh, and the kicker, I think he had sleep apnea or something and kept falling asleep and slumping over on me!!! How do you say, "Sir, please get your overly large self off of me?!?"