It’s always comforting when the flight attendant asks for a volunteer from row three or forward to move back to row nine or beyond to help “balance the plane”.
It’s several thousand pounds of metal flying through the air at hundreds of miles per hour! How the hell is my 155 pound ass moving twenty feet back going to make a bit of difference?
My sister was a flight attendant. She says that’s just a lame excuse to move stinky people further away from the cockpit
it’s a good thing that you count all of your caloric intake, so you can tell the flight attendant precisely how many milligrams you weigh, so she can reseat you properly to assure a successful flight.