Asking is something that I was brought up NOT to do! In fact, if we asked, we were certain to be asking for trouble!
But as I've gotten older, wiser and braver, I ASK. It's not always easy as many times it is perceived by others (even myself) as bold or selfish. "Who does she think she is?" kind of attitude.
But… because I asked, two years ago on a trip home from visiting my cousin in Kansas, "Do you need any volunteers to get off the plane?" (On Southwest Airlines, if you volunteer your seat you are compensated quite nicely.) The following spring I went on my free ticket with my two daughters to Puerto Rico.
And because I asked again last year, I'm on my way to Tulum, Mexico with one of my daughters! Ole' (Glad I had my babies… they're fun to play with at any age!)
But even better, at the airport yesterday, I just happened to ask, "Do you have any seats that have no one sitting next to them?" The sweet agent said, "Hum, let me move someone for you." Wow! I wasn't expecting that! Then she looked at me and asked, "Are you traveling alone?" "Yes!" I replied. "How would you feel about a first class seat?" "Super! I'd feel SUPER!" So, first class, first seat next to the window and I thought, "What a wonderful start to my little retreat/getaway!" And so I ordered a rum and coke in celebration and thought this was all possible simply because I had found the courage to ASK!
