30 October 2011

What It Means to Be Number One

Well, don't be jealous, but I've been number one today.  Not just once, but twice!  As I boarded my flight from Dallas, the board showed me number one to be upgraded to First (there were no seats).  As I boarded my flight to San Francisco, again, I was number one; again, no seats.  I resisted the urge to break into chants of "I'm number one!  I'm number one!"

In both cases, I ended up with exit row seating with at least as much space as I would have had up front.  So, not such bad luck.  After all, "I'm number one!"  Well, not totally:  as I spend the night in California, my baggage remains in Minnesota.  I hope it's number one tomorrow!

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