I have to admit, I wasn’t thrilled about flying on my birthday.
I mean, really, it’s not like I’m 6 and can wear the pink, frilly, tutu dress with a big cupcake on it that says “Birthday Girl” (though I’d consider it if Gymboree started making them in my size…)
So I was even more disappointed when I tried to check into my flight last night at my hotel and couldn’t even get a seat assignment!
Really, Lord? Is a seat too much to ask for? Apparently he had bigger things in mind…
When I approached Mike, the American Airlines, gate agent this morning to get a seat to embark my journey home, he asked, “What kink of seat would you like if you had a choice.” (Are you already preparing yourself for my sarcasm to shine through? Good)
“Well, since you asked, I’d prefer to sit in First Class since it’s my birthday, but I guess I’ll take an aisle seat if I had to choose.” (Really, what else would you expect from me?
He looked up from his glasses, smiled politely, and said, “I wish I could,” and then proceeded to hand me my coach class boarding pass.
Off I went to work on my computer, not really paying attention to the pre-boarding procedure that followed about 30 minutes later. When all of a sudden, I heard over the intercom, “Passenger Cone, please approach the desk.”
I curiously packed my things, and hurried over to the gate, expecting the worst…
Instead, Mike simply handed me a new boarding pass and said, “you can board at any time.”
Smiles all around
Oh, he gave me an aisle seat alright…. A FIRST CLASS aisle seat!
Granted, it wasn’t a trans-Atlantic flight to Paris, but still, I thought it was a pretty nice way to start my birthday!