I boarded my flight looking forward to some quiet time. But the woman in front of me had other plans.
Her long hair kept spilling over her seat, right into my space. After politely asking her twice to move it—and being ignored the second time—I decided to teach her a lesson.
I chewed gum and carefully placed it in her hair. When she finally realized what I’d done, she was furious. “Are you serious?!” she snapped.
“Completely,” I replied. “Next time, keep your hair to yourself.”
She spent the rest of the flight with her hair in a tight bun, and I finally got the peace I deserved.
