I used to often fly alone and if asked, was always fine in principle to switch seats so others could sit together - and I was asked quite a few times, as the cabin crew understandably approaches someone young, able-bodied and travelling solo first.
Two incidents taught me to ask a few more questions before agreeing though 😋
- Was asked if I would swap on a flight from Melbourne back to London; added incentive that I would have an aisle rather than current middle seat. Agreed, but it wasn't until after the happy family had been reunited, I was led right to the back of the plane, and we had taken off, that I discovered my new aisle seat hardly reclined and was next to the loo, so had the door banging the whole time, plus a queue of people desperate for the loo jiggling around right by me - for 26 hours, or however long that miserable journey took....
- Was on last leg (Qatar Airways, Doha to London) of a convoluted journey home, after being stuck on a work trip to India for an extra 10 days after that Icelandic volcano erupted. Was knackered and just relaxing into aisle seat when was asked if I could swap to the seat behind me, as a family had been split up due to all the volcano-related flight changes. The Dad and two adult sons were in the row behind, the Mum alone next to me, so if the aisle seats swapped, they would at least be two and two.
Quick visual check that the seat looked fully functioning and not near any loos (ref. lesson 1), and I said "No problem".
The cabin crew and I were then completely taken aback when BOTH the Dad and the son next to him stood up and indicated that I should squeeze past them to the middle seat of the row of five, now vacant, as the other son had exited on the far side and was hovering ready to take my seat next to his Mum. Basically none of the men wanted the middle seat!
There was then a long and loud argument between the Dad (who seemed genuinely puzzled as to why he or his sons would not take precedence over an unmarried female, particularly on their national airline) and the cabin crew (saying I was doing them a favour and either he and son agreed to budge up, or I went back to my seat next to his wife).
The wife and I were equally embarrassed to be the subject of interest for the entire plane by this point, and could probably have happily remained next to each other, but the Dad did ultimately compromise (on his son's behalf, not his 😁), taking the aisle seat next to his wife, and leaving me the aisle seat next to the sons - although of course all three males transmitted simmering resentment my way for the whole 7hr journey...
Had totally forgotten the whole thing until this thread, and it does make me laugh now, but I'm glad there were no smartphones then, as someone would have definitely filmed the whole ruckus 😁