I get it. You had work to do. You did not appreciate my left leg shaking while listening to the Beastie Boys. Yes I stayed in my seat. But our energies were decidedly opposed on this trip. May I suggest that next time, if you have this much to do, you spring for the select seat so you don’t get stuck in the middle seat. Or, you can do what I do and lie to the counter agent and say you have a raging urinary tract infection and need an aisle seat. They will let you pre board.
PS. That book you’re reading is a movie now. You’re welcome again.