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I Refuse to Give Up My Business Class Seat to a Pregnant Woman

My name is Steve, a 43-year-old consultant, and I want to describe an incident that happened about a week ago on a six-hour flight from Seattle to Florida.

I was upgraded because there was an unused business class seat and I’m a frequent flyer. A woman soon came up to me and insisted that she should have the seat. I refused. She snapped, “What kind of man are you? I’m seven months pregnant!” I stayed put and didn’t respond. Eventually, she returned to her original seat.

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Later, when the plane reached the destination, a flight attendant confronted me. She gave me a cold look and said, “Sir, I hope you choose kindness in the future, because our decisions can have big consequences!” I had no clue what she meant and was honestly taken aback.

I was shocked when I later learned that, after going back to her seat, the woman became distressed and fainted — supposedly due to emotional strain. The crew assisted her, and thankfully she recovered quickly and was fine by the end of the flight. I had no idea any of this occurred — I was in the front and had dozed off.

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After we got off the plane, a few passengers filled me in, and I could clearly feel their judgment — along with the flight attendant’s. Even so, I still don’t believe I did anything wrong. Was it really unreasonable to prioritize the comfort I was given over someone I didn’t know?

Do you think I was the bad guy here?

Source: brightside.me

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