{"id":80038,"date":"2024-09-10T09:56:43","date_gmt":"2024-09-10T02:56:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/?p=80038"},"modified":"2024-09-10T09:56:43","modified_gmt":"2024-09-10T02:56:43","slug":"entitled-mom-demands-that-i-obey-her-teen-sons-wishes-flight-attendant-teaches-them-a-proper-lesson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/entitled-mom-demands-that-i-obey-her-teen-sons-wishes-flight-attendant-teaches-them-a-proper-lesson\/","title":{"rendered":"Entitled Mom Demands That I Obey Her Teen Son\u2019s Wishes \u2013 Flight Attendant Teaches Them a Proper Lesson"},"content":{"rendered":"

On a long flight, Haley clashes with a teen and his entitled mom over a window shade. A sharp flight attendant intervenes, offering a surprising solution that leaves them speechless.\n

I buckled my seatbelt, ready for the long flight from New York to London. I love reading, so I brought a stack of books, hoping for a quiet trip across the Atlantic. Next to me, a teenage boy was watching a TV series on his tablet. Even though he wore headphones, I could still hear the noise.\n

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His mom sat in the aisle seat, acting as if the plane was her living room. She had her hair sprayed stiff and gave me a sharp look as she sorted through her many handbags.\n
We didn\u2019t talk much at first. I tried to focus on my book, but the sound from the boy\u2019s show kept distracting me. It was full of loud battle scenes and laughter. I asked him nicely to turn it down.\n
He just nodded and said, \u201cOkay,\u201d but didn\u2019t lower the volume at all. His mom just flipped through a magazine, not caring that her son was bothering others. The flight had just started, and I already knew finding peace would be tough.\n
$\"The$
For illustrative purposes only | Source: Midjourney\n
As the night stretched on, the airplane cabin grew quieter, except for the noise coming from the teen\u2019s tablet. It seemed like his headphones were just for show because the sound of car chases and dramatic music filled the air. I tried to read my book, but it was tough with all that racket.\n
I leaned over and asked him again, a bit louder this time, \u201cCould you please turn it down?\u201d He glanced up, paused his show, and gave me a weak smile. \u201cSure, sorry about that,\u201d he said, but as soon as I settled back, the volume went right back up. His mom didn\u2019t even look up from her magazine.\n
Then came the battle of the window shade. I was enjoying the night sky, but the teen suddenly reached over without a word and yanked the shade down. I waited a moment, then pulled it back up, needing the dim light to read. He sighed loudly, stretched his arm out, and slammed it down again.\n
His mom finally chimed in. \u201cHe\u2019s trying to sleep, can\u2019t you see? Just leave it down.\u201d\n
I replied, trying to keep my cool, \u201cI\u2019d like to read my book, so I need it up.\u201d\n
As dawn approached, the window shade became a silent battleground. Every time I pulled it up to enjoy the early morning light, the teen yanked it down without a word. This game of tug-of-war went on for a while. His mom watched from the sidelines, her frown deepening each time I reached for the shade.\n
Finally, she snapped. \u201cEnough! He needs his sleep!\u201d Her voice was sharp, slicing through the quiet cabin. I looked around, other passengers peeking over their seats, curious about the commotion.\n
$\"Arrogant$
For illustrative purposes only | Source: Midjourney\n
\u201cI need to read,\u201d I explained, keeping my voice calm. \u201cAnd I prefer the window open.\u201d\n
Her lips thinned into a tight line. \u201cYou\u2019re being incredibly selfish!\u201d she hissed.\n
The tension spiked, and she pressed the call button with a forceful jab. A moment later, the flight attendant arrived, her expression unreadable.\n
\u201cWhat seems to be the problem here?\u201d she asked, her tone even.\n
The mother was quick to complain. \u201cThis woman won\u2019t let my son sleep. She keeps opening the window shade on purpose!\u201d\n
I explained my side, showing her my book. \u201cI just want to read, and I need a little light.\u201d\n
The flight attendant listened, nodding slightly. Then, with a thoughtful look, she turned to me and winked subtly. \u201cI might have a solution for you both.\u201d\n
She leaned closer, her voice a low murmur. \u201cWe have an empty seat in business class. It\u2019s yours if you\u2019d like\u2014more peace, and another window.\u201d\n
The offer took me by surprise, but the look on the mother and son\u2019s faces was priceless\u2014mouths agape, eyes wide. It was as if she had offered to move me to another planet, not just the front of the plane.\n
Gratefully, I accepted, gathering my books. As I moved to my new, luxurious seat, the flight attendant didn\u2019t stop there. \u201cAnd for you,\u201d she turned back to the teen and his mom, \u201csince there\u2019s now a free seat here, we need to fill it.\u201d\n
She returned shortly with a new passenger\u2014a very large man who immediately assessed the cramped situation. \u201cWould it be alright if I take the aisle seat?\u201d he asked politely. His voice was gentle, but it carried an undertone of necessity due to his size. The mother, squeezed between her son and what would have been an uncomfortable flight, reluctantly nodded.\n
$\"Shocked$
For illustrative purposes only | Source: Midjourney\n
As I settled into the spacious business class seat, I couldn\u2019t help but glance back. The man, now comfortably seated in the aisle, began to doze off, his snores growing louder with each minute. The teen and his mom seemed squeezed tighter than ever, their faces a mixture of shock and discomfort.\n
Thanks to the flight attendant\u2019s quick thinking, my journey turned into a peaceful escape. Meanwhile, the mother and son had to adjust to their new reality, likely ruminating over their earlier actions. The man beside them snored blissfully unaware.\n
$\"Woman$
For illustrative purposes only | Source: Midjourney\n
As the flight continued, I luxuriated in the unexpected comfort of business class. The flight attendant stopped by with a glass of champagne, and I accepted it with a smile, the bubbles tickling my nose as I settled back into my seat. The quiet hum of the cabin and the soft clink of glasses created a soothing ambiance that was worlds away from the tension of my previous seat.\n
Turning the pages of my book, I occasionally glanced out of the large, clear window next to me, enjoying both the view and the serene environment. The rest of the flight passed in a delightful blur of relaxation, punctuated by thoughtful service from the flight crew.\n
Our eyes met briefly, and I couldn\u2019t help but offer a polite, slightly mischievous smile. The mother\u2019s eyes narrowed as she quickly looked away, pulling her son by the arm to move faster in the line.\n
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.\n
***Source: Amomama\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"***
On a long flight, Haley clashes with a teen and his entitled mom over a window shade. A sharp flight attendant intervenes, offering a surprising solution that leaves them speechless. I buckled my seatbelt, ready for the long flight from New York to London. I love reading, so I brought a stack of books, hoping …\n","protected":false},"author":29,"featured_media":80043,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[642],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-80038","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-moral-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80038","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/29"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=80038"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80038\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":80044,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80038\/revisions\/80044"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/80043"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=80038"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=80038"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=80038"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}

For illustrative purposes only | Source: Pexels\n
His mom sat in the aisle seat, acting as if the plane was her living room. She had her hair sprayed stiff and gave me a sharp look as she sorted through her many handbags.\n
We didn\u2019t talk much at first. I tried to focus on my book, but the sound from the boy\u2019s show kept distracting me. It was full of loud battle scenes and laughter. I asked him nicely to turn it down.\n
He just nodded and said, \u201cOkay,\u201d but didn\u2019t lower the volume at all. His mom just flipped through a magazine, not caring that her son was bothering others. The flight had just started, and I already knew finding peace would be tough.\n
$\"The$
For illustrative purposes only | Source: Midjourney\n
As the night stretched on, the airplane cabin grew quieter, except for the noise coming from the teen\u2019s tablet. It seemed like his headphones were just for show because the sound of car chases and dramatic music filled the air. I tried to read my book, but it was tough with all that racket.\n
I leaned over and asked him again, a bit louder this time, \u201cCould you please turn it down?\u201d He glanced up, paused his show, and gave me a weak smile. \u201cSure, sorry about that,\u201d he said, but as soon as I settled back, the volume went right back up. His mom didn\u2019t even look up from her magazine.\n
Then came the battle of the window shade. I was enjoying the night sky, but the teen suddenly reached over without a word and yanked the shade down. I waited a moment, then pulled it back up, needing the dim light to read. He sighed loudly, stretched his arm out, and slammed it down again.\n
His mom finally chimed in. \u201cHe\u2019s trying to sleep, can\u2019t you see? Just leave it down.\u201d\n
I replied, trying to keep my cool, \u201cI\u2019d like to read my book, so I need it up.\u201d\n
As dawn approached, the window shade became a silent battleground. Every time I pulled it up to enjoy the early morning light, the teen yanked it down without a word. This game of tug-of-war went on for a while. His mom watched from the sidelines, her frown deepening each time I reached for the shade.\n
Finally, she snapped. \u201cEnough! He needs his sleep!\u201d Her voice was sharp, slicing through the quiet cabin. I looked around, other passengers peeking over their seats, curious about the commotion.\n
$\"Arrogant$
For illustrative purposes only | Source: Midjourney\n
\u201cI need to read,\u201d I explained, keeping my voice calm. \u201cAnd I prefer the window open.\u201d\n
Her lips thinned into a tight line. \u201cYou\u2019re being incredibly selfish!\u201d she hissed.\n
The tension spiked, and she pressed the call button with a forceful jab. A moment later, the flight attendant arrived, her expression unreadable.\n
\u201cWhat seems to be the problem here?\u201d she asked, her tone even.\n
The mother was quick to complain. \u201cThis woman won\u2019t let my son sleep. She keeps opening the window shade on purpose!\u201d\n
I explained my side, showing her my book. \u201cI just want to read, and I need a little light.\u201d\n
The flight attendant listened, nodding slightly. Then, with a thoughtful look, she turned to me and winked subtly. \u201cI might have a solution for you both.\u201d\n
She leaned closer, her voice a low murmur. \u201cWe have an empty seat in business class. It\u2019s yours if you\u2019d like\u2014more peace, and another window.\u201d\n
The offer took me by surprise, but the look on the mother and son\u2019s faces was priceless\u2014mouths agape, eyes wide. It was as if she had offered to move me to another planet, not just the front of the plane.\n
Gratefully, I accepted, gathering my books. As I moved to my new, luxurious seat, the flight attendant didn\u2019t stop there. \u201cAnd for you,\u201d she turned back to the teen and his mom, \u201csince there\u2019s now a free seat here, we need to fill it.\u201d\n
She returned shortly with a new passenger\u2014a very large man who immediately assessed the cramped situation. \u201cWould it be alright if I take the aisle seat?\u201d he asked politely. His voice was gentle, but it carried an undertone of necessity due to his size. The mother, squeezed between her son and what would have been an uncomfortable flight, reluctantly nodded.\n
$\"Shocked$
For illustrative purposes only | Source: Midjourney\n
As I settled into the spacious business class seat, I couldn\u2019t help but glance back. The man, now comfortably seated in the aisle, began to doze off, his snores growing louder with each minute. The teen and his mom seemed squeezed tighter than ever, their faces a mixture of shock and discomfort.\n
Thanks to the flight attendant\u2019s quick thinking, my journey turned into a peaceful escape. Meanwhile, the mother and son had to adjust to their new reality, likely ruminating over their earlier actions. The man beside them snored blissfully unaware.\n
$\"Woman$
For illustrative purposes only | Source: Midjourney\n
As the flight continued, I luxuriated in the unexpected comfort of business class. The flight attendant stopped by with a glass of champagne, and I accepted it with a smile, the bubbles tickling my nose as I settled back into my seat. The quiet hum of the cabin and the soft clink of glasses created a soothing ambiance that was worlds away from the tension of my previous seat.\n
Turning the pages of my book, I occasionally glanced out of the large, clear window next to me, enjoying both the view and the serene environment. The rest of the flight passed in a delightful blur of relaxation, punctuated by thoughtful service from the flight crew.\n
Our eyes met briefly, and I couldn\u2019t help but offer a polite, slightly mischievous smile. The mother\u2019s eyes narrowed as she quickly looked away, pulling her son by the arm to move faster in the line.\n
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.\n
***Source: Amomama\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"***
On a long flight, Haley clashes with a teen and his entitled mom over a window shade. A sharp flight attendant intervenes, offering a surprising solution that leaves them speechless. I buckled my seatbelt, ready for the long flight from New York to London. I love reading, so I brought a stack of books, hoping …\n","protected":false},"author":29,"featured_media":80043,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[642],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-80038","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-moral-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80038","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/29"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=80038"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80038\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":80044,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/80038\/revisions\/80044"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/80043"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=80038"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=80038"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=80038"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}