The Annoying Encounter on the Flight
As I settled into my business-class seat, I took a deep breath, looking forward to a peaceful flight. But no sooner had I gotten comfortable than the nightmare began.
In the row ahead were an obnoxious teenager named Dean and his equally unpleasant father, Richard. Dean, with blatant disregard for those around him, set out to amuse himself by being as disruptive as possible.
First came the ear-piercing, exaggerated laughter that was so loud it made heads turn. Then, he started kicking the seat in front of him. I gritted my teeth, hoping he’d soon stop. But then, the final straw – a handful of potato chips landed right on me, scattering greasy crumbs all over my lap.
Furious, I leaned forward and said, “Hey, can you stop throwing things? This isn’t a playground.”
The boy turned around, a smug grin on his face, and replied, “Relax, lady. It’s just chips.”
I expected his father to step in and correct him. Instead, Richard just chuckled and said, “Boys will be boys,” dismissing his son’s disrespect as if it were a harmless prank.
I pressed the flight attendant’s call button. Soon after, she moved me to another seat, away from that duo. I shook my head in disbelief at their sense of entitlement. Some people really had no idea how to behave decently.
