She touched her hair—and froze. “What…is…this?” she screamed, struggling to remove the gum. Without removing my gaze from the TV, I calmly said: “This is the result of your arrogance.” “You’re insane!” “And you are disrespectful. Now you have two options. One option is to continue the flight like this and eventually shave off half of your hair. Two: I can assist you right now with a small pair of scissors. I have manicure scissors in my bag. “Want that?"
The girl became pallid. I leaned in closer and said, without raising my voice, “If you throw your hair like that again, you’ll be bald the next time. “I’m very precise—even in turbulence.” For the remainder of the flight, she sat still. I relaxed and started watching the movie as her hair was properly wrapped in a tight bun. I savored my well-earned peace.
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