Dave’s request seemed innocent enough – switch seats so he could sit with his new wife Lia. Until I learned she was in the last row of economy while I’d paid extra for premium legroom. When I politely declined unless compensated, their honeymoon revenge plot took flight.
First came Dave’s sudden “illness” – coughing fits so violent I considered calling for medical help. Then the movie marathon (sans headphones) began. By the time Lia arrived for an impromptu lap dance, I’d had enough.
One discreet word to the flight attendant, and suddenly Mr. and Mrs. Obnoxious found themselves demoted to the back of the plane. Their dramatic “bathroom emergency” attempt to return failed when I reminded the crew about their earlier behavior. The look on their faces as they trudged back to economy? Priceless.
