El Guapo in DC

I am El Guapo. The most Guapo man in all of DC. Mucho Amor

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Seat Change

A woman walks onto a plane after a layover that lasted 3 hours longer than they had originally promised. They had finally “located” a crew and frankly, all she wanted to do was to go home.

The flight, as usual, was packed. This particular airline seemed to pinched pennies to the limit because the air conditioning wasn’t even on. Whatever. She was on her way home.

She looks at the open seat in front of her and double checks her ticket. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” she breathily murmurs as she slams the yellow attendant button.

“Yes? How may I help you?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” She says this pointing to the passenger sitting in the middle seat to her left. Her gold bracelet jingle jangles as her French manicure points at him.

“I’m not sitting next to a black. You have to move me.”

“Oh wow, I’m sorry, but this is a completely packed flight. But tell you what, let me see what I can do.”

The flight attendant returns moments later as the woman taps her nails against the baggage compartment. She’s visibly annoyed and glad to see that the flight attendant didn’t take her sweet little time.

“Like I said before, the flight is unfortunately at capacity in coach class. Now, there is one open seat in First Class, but it is rare that we allow a coach passenger to sit there. As I’m sure you’re aware, the price difference is great. However, this airline believes that a passenger shouldn’t have to sit next to someone who was so obviously foul.”

The woman smirked because, frankly, this had taken long enough.

“So sir, if you wouldn’t mind grabbing your carry on luggage and coming with me, I have a first class seat with your name on it.”

The other passengers, who were forced to witness this scene, began clapping. Many stood up.

The man pushed his tortoise colored glasses closer to his face, grabbed his briefcase from under the chair and followed the attendant to his chair. He never turned around to look at the woman who had caused a scene. Never even made a comment. He has class.

Mucho Amor,

El Guapo

*Translated from an e-mail I received and posted in honor of Martin Luther King Day.

18 Comments:

At 3:13 PM, Blogger Baja Babe said...

Got chills reading it...Thanks for posting it!

 
At 3:32 PM, Blogger Pagan Marbury said...

Great post.

 
At 3:50 PM, Anonymous angela said...

aaah i've heard that one before. i love it.

 
At 4:39 PM, Anonymous Melissa said...

Heard it before as well, but still great!

 
At 8:12 PM, Blogger Lana Wood said...

This is one of my favorite stories, good time to post it. Unfortunately, there are a lot of "foul" people in the world.

 
At 9:37 PM, Blogger A Margarita said...

You're so funny El Guapo!
I hate boarding a full flight. You have to deal with so many ignorant, rude, simply horrible people; it brings out the worst in people. All the freaks ocme out when you have to take a flight. Airplanes are like the great equalizer, unless you're making the big bucks. Anyways, just wanted to say I was a major fan.

 
At 10:12 PM, Blogger Mujer Morena said...

Thanks for keeping the dream alive, El Guapo. Even today, we still need it.

 
At 11:51 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i remember hearing that the story is from south africa, shortly after aparthied had ended. sort of adds something, no?

jm

 
At 9:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

YAY! I love that story. A wonderful tribute in honor of the day, thanks for posting it!
:) Liz

 
At 10:07 AM, Blogger P1P said...

Almost perfect except the seat behind her should have contained a child who hit the back of her chair every 2 seconds for the entire flight.

 
At 11:11 AM, Blogger Pickled Olives said...

Perfect!

 
At 11:39 AM, Blogger Crankster said...

Thanks, Guapo. It's nice to be reminded about why we seek equality. Happy MLK day!

 
At 11:59 AM, Blogger Kim Ayres said...

Nice one!

 
At 1:43 PM, Blogger nutterbye said...

Well said!

 
At 1:14 PM, Blogger jali said...

I love that story too...

See, I'm the ex wife of the guy ...

Well, not really, but I coud have been.

 
At 7:11 PM, Blogger ktlee said...

I found your blog via waiterrant

That post is amazing.

 
At 2:31 PM, Blogger Miss Koryo said...

What a great story. I used to work for an airline and would do similar things to rude & obnoxious people.

 
At 1:37 PM, Anonymous spelunkingplato said...

Señor Guapo,

I've very recently stumbled onto your blog through Girl With Moxie, whom I found through Wide Lawns and Narrow Minds. I hope you will forgive me for standing on a bit of a soapbox here; I realize the comments section of a blog is not the ideal forum. This is a great story, but like most chain e-mails, its accuracy is debatable at best. Something like it may have happened once upon a time, but over multiple retellings and resendings and embellishments, so many details are added and lost that there is no way to tell what actually happened. As long as we as readers understand that, and take away with us the point of the piece, these stories have some merit, but they shouldn't be seen in any way as documented truth. Indeed, I argue that it is harmful to provably true stories--many of which can be found which are every bit as heartening. Every one of us has a story to tell.

I recommend a site like the popular Snopes.com or the very good Break the Chain to help research stories you may hear or chain letters you may receive. Often, the stories of how the tales came about are more interesting then the tales themselves. Snopes touches on an extremely similar version of the story you posted here (third example):

http://www.snopes.com/travel/airline/obnoxious.asp

In the words of Maná, "Menos demencia y más amor." Salud, dinero, y amor to you, Señor.

Respectfully,
Cindy

 

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