Inconveniencing my convenience
“Haba!, Asake, why do we do this? I am not a diva but I am #Teamwindowseat and only a matter of life or death can make me switch seats. Sometimes last year, I took a 16hours flight and 10 minutes into it, the lady sitting next to me in the middle seat asked if I could swap seats with her husband who was also sitting in the middle seat but on the next row. Sadly, I turned down her request. I felt bad throughout the flight that I separated a couple as the lady was constantly turning back. Asake, I have changed flight before because there was no window seat available. Window seats are my comfort zone” KB narrated. Just like KB, I am also #Teamwindowseat. Several weeks ago, I had the opportunity of flying and on getting to my window seat, it was already occupied. A man with his kids were sitting on my row and upon informing him his daughter was sitting on my seat, he told me to speak with the airhostess who informed me he gave my seat out then pointed to a middle seat with no apol