Have you ever flown Southwest Airlines on a full flight and hoped somehow, you’d be able to save that middle seat? Have you ever actually employed a strategy to keep it?
I totally do this.
I guess because of the stress and chaos of airports, that middle seat is like a treasured gem. It’s not that I’m anti-social, it’s just that two feet of space between me and a stranger, instead of two inches, makes all the difference in the world.
Brittany and I were flying back from the Nomi Network Gala on Southwest this week and I was employing full seat saving strategy. Sitting there with my tray table down and my food and drink covering it. My huge, overflowing purse in the seat next to me and my eyeballs glued to my phone, trying to FaceTime with my boys.
The last passengers where boarding and we’d almost secured our treasured seat when. . .