My friend Patty's flight from Boston to New York City was
delayed, so she missed her connection home to Seattle.

She joined a group of other passengers in line at the ticket
counter, each hoping to book seats on the next flight to
that destination.

All the travelers waited patiently except for one man, who
treated the agent very rudely.

"I had an aisle seat
reserved, and I better get an aisle seat when we get on
another plane," he demanded.

A few minutes later everyone
was relieved when they learned that there would be room for
all.

"And, sir," the ticket agent said, turning to the
obnoxious man, "I am happy to tell you that you will have
an aisle seat."

Still muttering, he picked up his carry-on
and left for the gate.

"And I'm also happy to announce,"
the agent continued, "that the rest of you will be seated
in first class."