Posted on 05/03/2022 4:04:32 AM PDT by where's_the_Outrage?
I am an assertive driver. Not aggressive, because that word is too aggressive. But I am decisive with speed. Still, if I’m attempting to merge and someone lets me in, I will roll down my window and wave to them. If it’s raining, I will just have a wet hand.
I pray before meals. Not every meal. But meals with meat.
I don’t ride city buses anymore, but when I did, I wouldn’t just give up my seat for women, elderly people and those who appear to have a physical disability, I wouldn’t even sit if the bus was packed and seats were limited. Few things made me feel better about myself than when I did this. There was no difference, in my head, between me standing in the aisle, satisfied with my sacrifice, and a soldier diving on a live grenade to save their troop.
I also perform all of the boilerplate chivalry: the opening of doors, the holding of umbrellas and even the walking closest to the curb. So, if you’re with me, and a car jumps the curb, we’ll both probably die, but at least I’ll die first.....
But there is one thing I haven’t done. Will not do. Will never do. Will grow angry enough at you to throw spitballs at you if you ask me to do. And that’s move my seat on a plane to accommodate you so that you can sit with your friends or family or concubines or whoever else you’re flying with.
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I won't give up my seat just because the person is female (in the current environment how do I know they identify as female). Ladies with children/babies, and ones older than me, yes. Young healthy women, no.
I gave up my seat one time so a granny could sit with her grandkid. I had a heck of a time getting another place. Would I do it again. Yes.
I have given up my seat on occasion, but not always. I did one time when asked by a gentleman whose daughter was having a temper tantrum and he was trying to keep her under control. There was a bit of confusion about which seat would become available. I did NOT want to give up my aisle position. But, the stewardess misread the situation and found me a seat further away although closer to the front. It was not an aisle seat. She was very surprised when I replied that I was very happy where I was. The gentleman and I had a nice conversation and the daughter calmed down. The stewardess didn’t understand why we were searching for a satisfactory seat for me. She thought I didn’t want to sit near the family. She thought I was racist.
My 7 year old daughter and I were upgraded to 1st class just before general boarding, I was grateful to the guy that gave up his aisle seat so I could sit next to her.
WTH is this person??? He thinks he’s such a great person, but he’s LYING to himself!! WHO wouldn’t change seats, UNLESS the new seat is next to a crying baby, a lefty woman holding a CAT, etc.
Because I don’t relish the prospect of sitting in a hobbit-sized seat with three inches of legroom, I pay extra to sit in the exit row. No damned way am I giving that seat up.
Just flew back from Denver a few days ago. The gate attendant was having a bad day, and really needed to have me switch my seat so a young child could sit next to his father. I guess she was expecting me to say no...and seemed really surprised when I didn’t have a problem with it. I told her she looked as if she had enough grief and I wasn’t going to pile on for nothing. She smiled...and I got lots of free drink coupons texted to me! Bottom line: Being nice doesn’t cost anything, and can have some benefits. I also see in the dirtbag’s article that he has to mention the “white” folks. Racists are just gonna racist I guess. He’s pathetic.
For starters...this is a Compost article, so I don’t read it no matter what.
Secondly, I would make a snap decision on whether I’d give up my seat. Pink hair, tattoos, peace sign t-shirt = no. If she looks like my kind of people = yes. I could always be wrong, but I’d find it hard not to give up my seat.
Switched seat story #2...I was bumped to first class and sat next to an attractive middle-aged woman. Very friendly! She kept looking past me, and I asked if she wanted her husband next to her...yes. I tapped the guys shoulder...it was (then) Redskins coach Mike Shanahan! Swapped seats and had some great discussions about football, and was able to look as he flipped through two thick binders of offense and defense sets. Totally awesome flight! Really friendly guy.
I also will only sit in an aisle seat and also near the front. No I’m not giving it up unless it’s also an aisle seat and also near the front.
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I don’t believe half of what this up tight person says.
Agreed I used to fly all the time. I’d swap seats no problem if it was for a good reason, like allowing a couple, or friends or family to sit together.
I used to do that when I rode the T in this state, and you should have seen the looks I would get when I offered my seat to a person of any persuasion.
Like I was an axe murderer. I never understood it. Why not just say “No, thank you.”
But I persisted. Because I’ll be damned if I am going to sit in that seat while someone who SHOULD be seated remains standing. I think it is shameful. But hey, you and I obviously come from a different era.
I won’t do it so friends can sit together, but I consider it if it is a young child. Not a teenager or sub-teen, but a child. Also, if it is an elderly person who needs assistance.
A teenager or sub-teen should be independent enough to sit on their own.
And I am not going to do it so a couple of friends can “hang out” together. Or a husband and wife. I think it is rude to even ask, unless it is a young child or an elderly person who needs assistance.
What if you’re next to a 900 pounds woman who reeks of garlic, knits and has a service dog?
Good story...by the way, your tagline is an important one for me, specifically the Joseph McCarthy part.
And thank you for your service!
As for football, my buddy and I were staying in Buffalo at the Adam Mark hotel there, the same one the New England Patriots were staying in that weekend, and as we took the elevator, the door opened, and Bill Belichick walked in. He was wearing a rumpled beige suit, and had one arm bulging with stacks of notebooks as he reached for the button.
My buddy said “Hey Coach, can I get your autograph?”
Heh, Belichick regarded him like an insect, and with a slight protective turn of his upper body as if to protect the sacred playbooks and stacks of secret documents, said in his characteristic Belichickian monotone “No.”
I swear, I thought it was absolutely hilarious! The entire Belichick experience boiled down to one happenstance elevator encounter! He certainly wasn’t the social butterfly Shanahan was!
Some people are considerate and some aren’t.
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