Flying home from Texas on a 4+ hour flight, I specifically requested an aisle seat. I love aisle seats. When the lady walks up to me and asks me to switch seats with her so that she can sit next to her 16-year-old daughter, I mentally grapple with the situation. Yes, I want to be giving and selfless and kind. I also really don't want to switch seats with her. She has a middle seat - the bane of my existence. Then her husband (through gritted teeth) irritatedly tells her that she is holding up the line, and that it is rude of her to ask me to give up my aisle seat for a middle seat, and apologizes to me for her.
I should have taken the social cue and said "No, it's ok, no problem, polite blah blah" and traded seats. But I didn't. I took the out he gave me and kept my aisle seat...and then he sat down next to me, a physical reminder of my selfishness for the entire flight. needless to say, it was horribly awkward, and lesson learned: just switch seats. 4 hours of discomfort is preferrable to guilt for the rest of my life over the high road not taken.
8.03.2009
just plane selfish
Posted by JBC Youth at 10:26 AM
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I don't know if i would have traded. Having just been stuck in the middle seat for a 4+ hr flight after I specifically requested a window seat* I must be selfish too.
*I prefer window seats because:
A.) I have an uncanny ability to hold my bladder for long periods of time so I don't usually need to go to the bathroom in-flight thus avoiding crawling over people on my way out...
B.) You are more approachable in the aisle and middle seats for some reason. I usually don't feel the need to befriend my fellow travelers.
C.)As soon as I get in my window seat I lay my head on the window and fall asleep. It's much harder to sleep in the middle...your face always ends up turning towards someone and in the aisle seat the beverage cards ram into you walking you up...
there's my rant and support of the window seat. your welcome.
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