Flight Etiquette Gone Wrong: How I Handled a Hair Obstruction with Humor
After an exhausting week of back-to-back meetings, travel delays, and sleepless nights, I finally boarded Flight 1847, eager for a few hours of calm. My aisle seat in row 23 seemed like the perfect spot to catch up on work, watch a movie, or simply rest. That peace didn’t last long. A young woman with…
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