This never happens to me.
I got the the airport with time to spare, and when I checked in I switched my seat so I'd have an empty space next to me. Sat down in my seat, and saw some really cute guys get on the plane. The hottest one of them all sat down in the aisle seat just across the empty center seat from me. He was nice, he was chatty, he was good to talk to for the whole flight. He's just visiting LA for a week or two, but asked for my number so we could hang out some night this week.
Los Angeles residents, stock up on food and water. For my luck to balance out, there's something 7.5 on the richter scale coming...