What is the generally accepted etiquette for moving to vacant seats on board? First to call dibs gets it?
Flying from ORD at Easter, we were in the middle seats at the back of a very full bus. Seeing vacant H/K seats directly across the aisle from us, I loudly said to my friend that I would move over as soon as the doors were closed to make sure that they really were vacant.
I was horrified a few minutes later to see a rat-like woman from the aisle on the other side, one row back, sneak around and start putting her stuff on the seat. I swiftly stood up and said to her 'Looks like you had the same idea as me'. She told me in no uncertain terms that she was taking both seats, pushed past me and plonked her badly permed self into the window seat.
I couldn't be bothered fighting so I sat back down in my seat and told her I would be taking the other seat after takeoff as I have a dicky knee and wanted be able to straighten it in the aisle, which is true. Seatbelt signs came off, I stood up to move and found she'd placed her bag in my footspace and was refusing to move it. I simply picked it up, thus forcing her to take it and put it at her feet. By now, rat-woman was just being nasty and commenced poking me with her elbow, kicking me with her feet, leaning onto my seat, and generally huffing and puffing. Had she not been such a cow I probably wouldn't have bothered moving seats, but my first reaction was that there was no way in hell she was getting 2 seats to herself. Its not like she needed them due to size - she was about 5 foot and 100lbs!
Rant over, was I right to have been annoyed? No one else had expressed their intention to move, and we were loud enough that anyone within a 5 row radius heard us. Growing up, whoever called shotgun got the front seat, and I don't see this as being any different!
Flying from ORD at Easter, we were in the middle seats at the back of a very full bus. Seeing vacant H/K seats directly across the aisle from us, I loudly said to my friend that I would move over as soon as the doors were closed to make sure that they really were vacant.
I was horrified a few minutes later to see a rat-like woman from the aisle on the other side, one row back, sneak around and start putting her stuff on the seat. I swiftly stood up and said to her 'Looks like you had the same idea as me'. She told me in no uncertain terms that she was taking both seats, pushed past me and plonked her badly permed self into the window seat.
I couldn't be bothered fighting so I sat back down in my seat and told her I would be taking the other seat after takeoff as I have a dicky knee and wanted be able to straighten it in the aisle, which is true. Seatbelt signs came off, I stood up to move and found she'd placed her bag in my footspace and was refusing to move it. I simply picked it up, thus forcing her to take it and put it at her feet. By now, rat-woman was just being nasty and commenced poking me with her elbow, kicking me with her feet, leaning onto my seat, and generally huffing and puffing. Had she not been such a cow I probably wouldn't have bothered moving seats, but my first reaction was that there was no way in hell she was getting 2 seats to herself. Its not like she needed them due to size - she was about 5 foot and 100lbs!
Rant over, was I right to have been annoyed? No one else had expressed their intention to move, and we were loud enough that anyone within a 5 row radius heard us. Growing up, whoever called shotgun got the front seat, and I don't see this as being any different!