I had the great pleasure of flying today. Umm, not!
As I checked in at the kiosk I noticed I was assigned to seat 25E. Personally, I prefer the front of the plane, so I selected the "change seat" application in search of something better. The only seat available (at least according to the computer) was 20D, the middle seat and a mere five rows up. I figured I might as well keep the seat I have and ask again at the gate.
Once I got to the gate I asked the man behind the counter to see if some other seats were available. Low and behold there were. My new seat, drum roll please... 10D. How come when I tried to find a better seat nothing came up, but when the airline employee searched he found one without a problem? Mind fuck number one.
The flight was delayed about twenty minutes, so when it came time for boarding we all hustled onto the plane to get ready for takeoff. I carried my single piece of luggage onto the plane and as I was about to place it in a completely empty overhead bin, one of the flight attendants approached me. She said I could not put my luggage in that bin because it was directly above a business class seat. However, I was sitting one row behind the business class and the overhead above my seat was completely full. Therefore, thinking like a logical person it made sense for me to just use the empty storage. The flight attendant would not budge on her ludicrous policy. She claimed we had to wait and see if anymore business class passengers were going to board the plane. Let me tell you - nobody did. And even if they had, there still would have been plenty of room because it was completely empty.
Instead of continuing an argument with the moron I decided to place my bag under one of the two empty seats next to me. Yes you heard me right. I had an aisle all to myself. Guess there were plenty of seats available after all. Anyway, we were about to takeoff and the flight attendants were checking the cabin one last time. A different flight attendant noticed my piece of luggage on the floor. While the bag was mostly under the seat, it stuck out a bit. The lady proceeded to take my bag and put it... just take a guess. Yep, she placed my bag in the overhead bin above the business class seat.
Thankfully I made it home safely, but not after a couple of great mind fucks thanks to the quality airline industry.
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