Or, RLHGAPRP.as I have come to term it.

Ok, let’s say conservatively, in my 28 years, I have averaged about 14 flights per year.  So let’s say roughly 400 flights, probably more though since, as I am now, I have sat in a lot of airports waiting for a connection making a round trip flight come out to 4 different planes.  But let’s say 400.

In all that time, I’ve never sat next to the hot girl.  You know what I mean.  You see her in the terminal, at your gate, even boarding in the same call of rows that you are…and then sits anywhere but next to you.  You get old woman #3, or smelly fat guy.  Or talky talkerson.  But never hot girl.

A guy 8 rows in front of me got hot girl in the middle seat in my flight from Phoenix to Hotlanta just now.  When he stood to let her in he looked around at people like the cat that got the canary!  He knew what he had!  BASTARD!

And the more hot girls there are?  That’s the reverse probability.  Because the row distribution actually trends away from you rather than near, the more hot girls there are.  It’s the most mind-boggling mathematical problem of our time.

My boss got hot girl once.  He leaned out and smirked at me.  He knew of my theory.  What a dick.

Oh well, they’re boarding my row.  There’s 3 hots and 5 quasi-hots at the gate.  I’ll let you know how it works out..  Peace.

Update:  Closest hot girl to me was 8 rows back and 3 seats to the left.  Closest quasi-hot was 4 rows forward and 1 seat left.  Who sat next to me?  Nobody.  I'll take empty middle seat any day.