On the plane, a woman leaned her seat back and crushed my legs: I decided to teach her a lesson in politeness 😢😢 I’m flying calmly, a seat by the window, thinking – an hour and a half of flight, everything will be fine. In front of me sits a woman, a plump one, in a colorful sweater. The plane has just taken off, as she, without looking, abruptly leans her seat back. I – ah! – because my knees were pressed by the seat. – Excuse me, – I say politely, leaning forward, – can you raise the back a little? It’s really tight for me. She didn’t even turn her head: On the plane, a woman leaned her seat back and crushed my legs: I decided to teach her a lesson in politeness – It’s more comfortable for me this way.
I digest the answer for a couple of seconds, try to move my legs – no chance. I decide that I won’t just leave it like that. I press the button to call the flight attendant. A girl in uniform approaches: — How can I help you? — You see, — I explain, — the passenger in front of me has adjusted her seat so that my legs are pressed against her. I can’t even move. The flight attendant politely leans toward the woman: — Excuse me, but could you perhaps raise the seat a little so that my neighbor can be more comfortable? The woman turns around, looking as if I had personally ruined her vacation:
On the plane, a woman leaned her seat back and crushed my legs: I decided to teach her a lesson in politeness — My back hurts. I paid for a seat, which means I can sit however I want. The flight attendant is clearly trying not to roll her eyes: — We ask that you consider the comfort of all passengers. In response, the woman slowly, with a demonstrative sigh, raises her seat a couple of centimeters. — Are you happy? — she throws over her shoulder. – Well, my legs haven’t grown back yet, but they’re better, thank you, – I smile. She snorted, and the stewardess barely noticeably winked at me and moved on. About thirty minutes after the first “attack” I was almost relaxed. And then – bam! – her seat flies back again. My knees are under pressure again. – Seriously? – I say out loud, but she doesn’t even move.
That’s when I realized – diplomacy doesn’t work anymore. I decided to act and get revenge on this impudent, rude woman. Here’s what I did 👇 👇 Slowly, with an innocent look, I lowered the table, took out a plastic cup of tomato juice (they were just serving drinks), put it on the edge, right under her back. We sit. About five minutes of silence. Then she moves slightly – and… splat! The juice flies onto her white bag that was lying to the side, and a little onto her blouse. She stands up abruptly and turns around: On the plane, a woman leaned her seat back and crushed my legs: I decided to teach her a lesson in politeness — What’s this?! — Oh! — I make big eyes. — Sorry, you moved so suddenly…
The table is small, you see, I warned you — it’s cramped. She stands up, waves her hands indignantly: — Flight attendant! They’ve stained everything here! The same girl approaches: — What happened? — I was just sitting, drinking juice, and the seat in front of me… well, it just went back, and… — I point to the stain. — It must be physics. The flight attendant clearly understands what’s going on, but says with a stony face: — Let’s go, I’ll give you some napkins. And please make sure that the seat back is locked. The woman silently wipes her bag, and the seat… was already in an upright position until the end of the flight.
