
My story
Years ago, when my children were 4 & 2, we took a family vacation. I had booked all 4 seats together for each leg. On the return flight, I asked at the gate to confirm that we we all seated together and was told "Yes". Once on the plane we got to our row only to find that 2 of the seats were already occupied, and these people had boarding passes showing them assigned to our seats. The people acted like jerks and refused to budge so we appealed to the stewardess, who told us she would try to find available seats for my son and I. She returned and said that she couldn't keep us together - the flight was overbooked; the best she could offer was my wife & daughter to be seated in their original seats, I was to be several rows away, and my son was to be several rows farther away from me. My wife and I vehemently said that that was unacceptable, to put our 2 year old over 12 rows away from his mother and 6 rows away from me. The stewardess said that that was the best that she could do. We kept protesting, but got the "ultimatum" speech: either accept these seats or leave the plane since we were holding up their schedule.
My wife came up with a solution: she instructed our son that after he got seated to start crying, kicking the seats, yelling and screaming for his mommy, and don't stop until either he was sitting next to a parent or the plane landed several hours later. The stewardess just stood there, steam coming out of her years. She went and got the captain. My wife told him the situation and gave our son the same instructions in front of him. Pilot looked at the stewardess and said, "either get this kid next to his mother or find 2 seats togeter so he can sit next to his dad - NOW!".
She asked around and finally got 2 seats together for my son & I.
And we don't fly that airline anymore.
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"Chicago to my mind was the only place to be. ... I above all liked the city because it was filled with people all a-bustle, and the clatter of hooves and carriages, and with delivery wagons and drays and peddlers and the boom and clank of freight trains. And when those black clouds came sailing in from the west, pouring thunderstorms upon us so that you couldn't hear the cries or curses of humankind, I liked that best of all. Chicago could stand up to the worst God had to offer. I understood why it was built--a place for trade, of course, with railroads and ships and so on, but mostly to give all of us a magnitude of defiance that is not provided by one house on the plains. And the plains is where those storms come from." -- E.L. Doctorow
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