A purse is a small satchel or bag used to store essential items and on a plane it must double as a security blanket. I do not understand why it’s so hard for women to part with their handbag for 5 minutes. We are all locked in the same cylinder tube. Where do you think it’s going to disappear to? The bag can’t get up and walk away by itself and the overhead bin is on top of you. Do you really think you won’t see the person trying to steal your purse? And really, if they did, where are they going at 30,000 feet? Do you sit at your desk in your office with it in your lap? Do you eat in a restaurant with it on the table? How about at an amusement park? Is it strapped to you guerrilla style? Then why on earth do you need it for takeoffs and landings? If air can’t escape, do you really think your bag can?
And don’t get me started on the bulkhead seat. A woman in a bulkhead seat is an argument waiting to happen. “Please store ALL personal items in an overhead bin OR under the seat in front of you” means your purse too. And since you are sitting in a seat with no seat in front of you (which is why they call it the bulkhead), then your only option is, drum roll please…. The overhead bin. I don’t make the rules, I only enforce them. It’s nice that you store your wallet, id, passport, medication, old family heirlooms or whatever else you deem as important in your purse, but ALL personal items includes that too. So telling me what’s inside, normally elicits the blank stare.
And I suspect, you question my empathy towards the plight of the female passenger and their “stuff”. I am a woman. I carry a purse too. Do you see me walking up and down the aisle with my handbag? Am I hitting you in the head with it as I brief the row behind you? Is it dangling from my shoulder as I’m serving you a drink? Where do you think my purse is?
Tags: overhead bins, purses, women
