Originally Posted by
gldwebs
Here is the nice part, after landing I swim upstream for my bag. The F pax were like offensive linemen blocking as hard but once I reached the first row of Y the passenger asked me which bag, and like a bucket brigade, that bag was politely passed 10 rows forward to me.
To paraphrase Raymond Chandler - In premium cabins on aircraft, they get the sort of people that disillusion you about what a lot of golfing money can do for the personality.