I used to work for a company that did a lot of overseas business so we traveled a lot. One of the guys was an old hippie, very laid back, easy going kind of guy...until he flew. Upon boarding he would open the overhead compartment reserved for his seat and anything that was there was thrown on the floor. He just took it out and threw it right in the middle of the isle. If anybody said anything he said in a very loud voice that he had paid for that space, it was his, and if they didn't like it call the stewardess. Traveling with this guy was awkward at first but he was right.
I always ask the traveling companions in the row (and adjacent front and rear rows) if the bag is theirs. If it is not, I simply remove it, place it in the aisle, and allow the flight attendant to come on the intercom and ask, "Whose carry-on is this?" It is priceless to see the guilty party come forward to claim their bag and then try to find a spot to put it.
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I used to work for a company that did a lot of overseas business so we traveled a lot. One of the guys was an old hippie, very laid back, easy going kind of guy...until he flew. Upon boarding he would open the overhead compartment reserved for his seat and anything that was there was thrown on the floor. He just took it out and threw it right in the middle of the isle. If anybody said anything he said in a very loud voice that he had paid for that space, it was his, and if they didn't like it call the stewardess.
Traveling with this guy was awkward at first but he was right.
It was the same when I was traveling back in 1957 only there were propellors.
I always ask the traveling companions in the row (and adjacent front and rear rows) if the bag is theirs. If it is not, I simply remove it, place it in the aisle, and allow the flight attendant to come on the intercom and ask, "Whose carry-on is this?"
It is priceless to see the guilty party come forward to claim their bag and then try to find a spot to put it.
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