On a Southwest flight yesterday, my husband and I were in row 2, me by the window, him in the middle. An older lady sat in the aisle with a bag she swore would fit under her seat. Spoiler: it didn’t.
When she realized the middle seat had more space, she asked if she could just use his legroom for her bag. He politely said no, and she ended up moving a few rows back.
PSA: there really is more underseat space in the middle than the aisle learned that one today.
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