and indulge in a bit of petty revenge myself. I knew from previous flights and observing frequent travelers that sometimes, when you can’t get through to someone with words, a little creative action can make a difference.
Now, I’m not usually one for confrontations, and I believe that kindness goes a long way, but this woman had pushed my patience to the limit. I opened my bag and began to hatch a harmless but satisfying plan. My husband glanced at me with a puzzled expression, likely wondering what I was up to. I simply gave him a reassuring nod, signaling that I had everything under control.
As the flight began to settle into a steady cruise, the cabin lights dimmed, and most passengers were either dozing off or watching their in-flight entertainment. The woman behind us seemed oblivious to the world as she chatted animatedly with her friend, her feet still annoyingly perched on my husband’s seat.
