It&#x27;s not immediately clear whether I&#x27;d prefer<p>(a) being crammed in a space uncomfortable for anybody over 5&#x27;2&quot; or 120 lbs between two chatty salesmen mutually disapproving those who think the world is ca. 600,000 times older than they think it is, or<p>(b) being shot with a tranquilizer dart and shipped in a dog crate.<p>I mean, I&#x27;d seriously consider (b) before sighing and going for (a) + alcohol.