“We are moving you closer to the front of the plane,” the flight attendant said to me.

Finally! After dozens of flights, I’m getting bumped to first class. I jumped to the wrong conclusion.

I was moved to a seat right behind first class… in the middle of the aisle. I had no place to store my backpack, purse or my feet. Did I even get an oxygen mask?

“I’ll take your purse,” the flight attendant said.

“Here’s my backpack, but I really want my purse near me,” I responded. Another passenger let me squeeze it in front of her seat.

People walked around my island of a seat. I ducked to avoid being whacked by purses and backpacks as people maneuvered around me. I was in the way.

I watched as the first class passengers received water bottles, and then the attendants passed around a basket of

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