Why I Love Flying
It’s the absurdity plus the corporate know-nothing-ism. Conversation with an airline club employee:
BC3: Thanks for checking me in. Could you also help me with a seat change? I’m trying to get out of the bulkhead. Any other seat is fine.
DA: What do you have… 1A? Let me check. Yes. 1A IS a bulkhead. So you’re fine!
BC3: Right, but I’m looking to get out of the bulkhead.
DA: I have 1B and 1C available, but those are aisles.
BC3: No, I’m trying to get OUT of the bulkhead. No problem. Just thought I’d ask.
This is where I should have walked away. However…
BC3: [trying to be chatty and fun] 1B and 1C are the worst seats up front anyway. That’s the seat where you get bumped or kicked by every other passenger as they board the plane.
DA: [truly confused] Well, they’re ALL bulkheads.
BC3: Right, but I’m sayingâ€”see, because they’re right at the very front, right on the aisle, every single person passes by that seat. Soâ€”every person can bump, kick, or brush by you.
DA: Well, I would beg to differ with you. Not EVERY person goes past that seat.
BC3: Look. I’m justâ€”look. Like, take 30C. At least if you had 30C, you are only going to get hit by the people seated behind row 30. Row 1â€”
DA: I just don’t think I agree.
I gave up.