Flying

I had to fly this week to take care of some business. I used a "no-frills" airline, Direct Air. Since you don't get your seat assignment until you check in, I was asked if I wanted a emergency aisle seat. I said no as they can have solid sides and be uncomfortable for my somewhat large ass. I also asked for an aisle seat without someone in the middle seat.

So I get my boarding pass, have a couple of beers in the bar while I'm waiting to board and proceed onto the plane. Albeit, the same person that checked me in is now taking the boarding passes at the gate. Yes, it is that small an airline. I walk down the aisle to my seat and sure enough, it's not only a emergency row seat that's solid, but there is someone in the middle seat.

Now I don't usually make too much of a fuss on a plane, but the look on my face must of said it all. A flight attendant asked me if everything was OK. I said no, this is most likely the first and last time I will be flying this airline. She told me to take a seat for now and she will try to move me as soon as they get a head count.

Sure enough, I was able to get moved towards the back of the plane to a seat like I had asked for. To add insult to injury, I look over my shoulder and there is some skinny kid in an entire row by himself.

Lucky for me, I was able to get an upgrade on my return flight to first class for $50. Worth every friggin' penny.

Next time, it's Southwest all the way baby!!