Chivalry Is Dead

This is an easy one. It doesn't even require a disclaimer because it is something I would never be accused of (hypocracy).



On the way home from our 8 day journey to South Dakota, we took a flight from Sioux Falls to Las Vegas. We were the last to get on the plane because of the row we were in.



Sidebar: We were in row 7, which is in the front because it starts with row 4 for some ODD reason that I can't figure out. Rows 1-2-3 do not exist on that particular airplane. (Twilight Zone music). They boarded rows 4-6, then went from the back of the plane and the last row to board was 7. Very strange.



I had told Alexa that there was NO way we would find overhead bin space for our carry on suitcases because the idiots in the back of the airplane that got to board before us would stop and shove their crap in the overhead bins above row 7 even though they are in row 35. She thought I was just making that up. We get on and all the overhead bins were closed except for about 4/5 down at approximately row 27. The plane was full and they were waiting for us to get our stuff in before they took off. There was a boys' baseball team that had won some tournament and had a 5 foot trophy they had to disassemble to put on the plane. They were probably ages 15-18 and I couldn't tell where they were from, but they were definitely flying home with their trophy. One boy had a Vegas t-shirt on and another had an Orange County t-shirt on, so they were definitely from this end of the US. They were all in rows 25-29 sitting together. Do you see where I am going with this? My gorgeous 16 year old daughter and I are having to put our suitcases up above their heads probably because their %&$# is above our heads in row 7.

I lifted my suitcase up and stuck it in there. Alexa, who is 5' 9" at least, went to pick hers up and do the same. Of course she was flustered because they were all looking at her and saying stuff that we weren't really hearing because we were hurrying. She had difficulty putting her suitcase up there because it was crowded on the plane and such. She was obviously struggling big time.



(stupid question coming) Did even ONE of the boys or their coaches help her with lifting it up?

(stupid answer coming) NO!!!!!!!!!!!! Not one offer. I was shocked, saddened, and mad all at the same time. She did get it up there and they said something to her. She said, "What?" and they laughed. I know she was mortified. Not letting it go like I am known for, I said:

"These must not be South Dakota boys, because if they were, someone would have offered to help you." She was not happy that I said that, but oh well.



I am not so sure if a South Dakota boy would have done it, I can only hope he would have, but probably more likely than the boys that were sitting right there laughing at her plight.



The only problem with this blog is that while it is supposed to let me get stuff off my chest, it usually only makes me madder. Like now, I want to find out what town/team they were and tell their coaches what I think of that. I know her Grandpa was rolling in his grave when he saw what happened to her that day. Boys.