Don't Burn Bridges

As I was checking in to my flight out of Hartford this morning, the guy working at the check in looked really familiar. Then I remembered that I had met him multiple times while partying out at UCONN a few summers ago. It was always weird, because at around 4 or 5 am he would put on a shirt, tie and jacket and head out to work just as parties were winding down. I had to ask him where he was going, and he told me that he worked at the airport for United Airlines. Bingo. Turned out it was him so we exchanged some conversation quickly as he was checking my ticket. Later, as I was waiting in the bridge to get on the plane, he came down the aisle and told me not to sit in my assigned seat, but rather to sit in seat 3F. Due to my friends Sierra Nevada and Patron from the night before, I didn't immediatly realize what this meant. A few seconds later it clicked - hell yeah upgrade to first class for free. Moral of the story - don't burn bridges.

Huge shout out to Craig for the upgrade to first class to Charlotte.