Originally Posted by MBS MillionMiler

This reminds me of a recent experience where I may have DYKWIAed.

Back around Christmas, family of 4 flying from my small home airport. Of course, not a big check-in counter, one Premier lane and one for everyone else, 2 agents working.

6AM flight with 2 kids under 8. Our flight was canceled the night before, and was just generally unhappy about traveling at that hour, no one slept well, up since 3:30, kids were cranky—I just didn’t want to even adult that day yet. Wife parked the car, and I proceeded to an empty Premier line, waiting on the one person ahead being helped. The other line had maybe 6-7 people in it. As the agent finished checking in the previous customer, I moved our bags from my #1 spot in line to the scale. “Karen”, not even next in line, says snottily, “Sir! Sir! Are you a Premier? That’s the Premier line!” And something like “Do you even belong there?” Was not in the mood, would have normally ignored or simply said “yes”. But as I went back to the line to grab the rest of our luggage, I said, very calmly (but certainly talking down to her), “Yes, I’m a Premier, top level too. I’m also a Million Miler and flying in first class. Is that good enough for you or would you like to see our tickets?” The counter agent, whom I know fairly well, apologized on “Karen’s” behalf.

The 4 of us were in F, on a E175. When she gets on, (towards the end of boarding) I just smile and nod, she huffed and looked away.

I usually just keep my mouth shut and not said anything…I know. Felt better at the time, but upon reflection, I was indeed DYKWIA’ing pretty hard core. I’m normally the guy to make biiiiiiig room for the gate lice most often mentioned here, stepping aside for those other gods of MileagePlus…But I was one of those gods that day.