Buckle-up. You are going to love this.
My flight on Thursday morning was full, very full. Since I took the bus to the airport, I just barely made the check-in cut off, and I was waiting at the gate when I realized that the flight was overbooked and I had no seat assignment.
Three people volunteered to stay behind, but they needed a fourth. No one was volunteering. Boarding started.
So what did I do?
I walked up to the desk and said, "Ma'am, I need to be on this flight. Am I the only person without a seat assignment?"
"No," she said. "But you are the only person checked in without one." This confused me.
"Look," I said. "I need to be on this flight. It's an emergency."
She looked askance at me.
"I need to be on this flight because I have a sick relative. My, uh, father, in fact, is very sick. I can't miss this flight."
** I'll give y'all a moment to gasp and clutch the sides of your head in abject horror.**
"If you'll wait just a second," she said, "I can get you a seat."
And she did. I don't know if lying to her about what was recently true but is now no longer true had any effect, but gosh, do I feel dirty. Slimy pond scummy silty muck dirty, even.
Can anyone top that?