A girl on the plane threw her hair over my seat, blocking my screen: I had to teach the rude woman a lesson
After an especially grueling stretch of work—late nights, endless meetings, and the kind of mental exhaustion that makes even the simplest tasks feel monumental—I finally booked a much-needed getaway. As I boarded the plane, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. All I wanted was a few precious hours to myself, free from…