Banter? I just met her...
Monday 6am PDX,
The old man halfway back the switchback line, 'Jesus people, there is an open counter right there!' The Alaska rep managing the line scowls at him. He stands right behind me. I am next. 'Go man, there are three open counters!' I stay put and wait for the agent to tell me where to go. I was on time. Old man walks right in front of me to the next counter. 'Sir, I believe I was next.' 'Well, you're just standing there so I'm going.' The Alaskan agent tells him to calm down and I politely tell him to chill the fuck out. The agent begins to leave and states, 'If you need any help just let me know.' Whereas the old man says as I stand right next to him, 'This guy could use some help for sure.' I bit my tongue and got my boarding pass. The old man is alerted by the ticket agent that his seat has been given to someone else due to the tardiness of his arrival. I picked up my bag and slowly walked away wishing the old man a safe flight.
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