I settled in for a long flight from London to New York, expecting peace, but a woman named Karen made it the worst eight hours of my life. She whined, kicked, elbowed people, pressed the call button repeatedly, and demanded seat changes. The flight attendants tried to intervene, but she refused to cooperate, angering everyone on board. As we descended, the captain announced a “special guest.” Karen, thinking it was her moment, strutted to the front, only for the captain to escort her back to 42C, revealing she was the “guest.” The cabin erupted in laughter, and her embarrassment was palpable. I smiled as we disembarked, impressed by the captain’s clever move.
How would you have handled Karen’s behavior on that flight?
