Back in the mid 70s ( when I was younger and more foolish) a friend and I took a day trip from Puerto Rico to St Thomas. She was allowed to board. For the return to Pierto RICO, and I wasn't. An impending hurricane was forcing these twin prop planes to fly lighter loads. I got to spend two horrific days in someone's filthy home. ( and I mean that literally, not figuratively) Inasmuch as there was another departing flight after mine, I should have been allowed on it. One of the reasons I was bumped is we were two single girls, they were striving to keep couples together.
Funny thing is, I just dealt, I didn't call the press, I didn't scream for compensation, I didn't contact consumer reporters.( no internet). Sometimes I think our level of entitlement has gotten way, way out of control.