Tattoo dude, wearing a sleeveless-collarless top (the better to show off the shoulder to elbow body art), is on a ‘health kick’. This was made painfully known to everyone at close range as he unsealed a tunafish pouch within the confines of an airline cabin. Ouuweee! That is rasty stuff. Upscale cat food. The smell rates right there with over-ripe banana peels left in a closed up car. Once I had a guy sitting next to me on a plane pop the top off a can of Dinty Moores beef hash, and then ate it raw and at room temp. The ultimate selfishness is a passenger within the close confines who feels that now is as good a time as any to whip out the nail polish remover and go at it. To add injury to insult, Tattoo dude decides to chase his stinky mayonnaise batch with a red apple. A squirt of fluid hit me at first juicy bite. I could have been disgusted but was more impressed by the fact that jaws met apple from across the aisle and one row forward. Now that was a good shot!