Amen. Preach it.

But if you must, in order of preference 1B, 1C, any aisle seat starting in desirability (well, that word is waaaaaay too strong) at row 2, then 1A and 1D (VERY cramped and claustrophobic).

1B and 1C a) allow you to stick your legs out into the galley space, and b) get you off this miserable, execrable, calumniable excuse for an aircraft as soon as possible.

Of course, the downside of 1B (particularly 1B) is that you get serially thwacked by people with backpacks the size of travel trailers who think that when they get on an airplane their backpacks are magically rendered completely permeable by any other mass they encounter.