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The woman in front of me, though, had other plans. She was young, stylish, loud on her phone, and completely oblivious to everyone around her. From blocking the aisle to staging an airplane selfie shoot, she carried herself with effortless entitlement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When the plane began to taxi, she leaned back, flipped her long golden hair over her seat, and let it spill across my tray table \u2014 covering my laptop screen like a curtain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stared at it, half in disbelief, half in irritation. Surely she\u2019d notice? But no \u2014 she scrolled on, perfectly content.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Finally, I leaned forward. \u201cExcuse me,\u201d I said as politely as I could. \u201cWould you mind moving your hair? It\u2019s covering my table.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She looked back, surprised, muttered a casual \u201csorry,\u201d and pulled it forward. Problem solved\u2026 or so I thought.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
After three grueling days of failed meetings, canceled flights, and sleepless nights, I finally boarded a delayed flight home, desperate for peace. All I wanted was a movie, maybe a nap \u2014 anything to reset. The woman in front of me, though, had other plans. She was young, stylish, loud on her phone, and completely…<\/p>\n