The Boy Kicking My Seat Wouldn’t Stop – So I Gave His Mother a Cold Lesson

She leaned forward and snapped, “What is wrong with you?” I turned, eyes wide with feigned surprise. “I’m so sorry,” I said calmly. “The kicking startled me and I spilled it.” The flight attendant came back, asking if everything was alright. I nodded. “Just a little turbulence.”