At Las Vegas Airport, I witnessed a woman’s shocking behavior with her dog that sparked an unexpected chain of events.
Arriving at 6:30 a.m., I was exhausted and in need of coffee when I saw a woman on a FaceTime call, oblivious to her surroundings. Her small dog squatted on the airport floor, leaving a mess. When a bystander tried to alert her, she retorted, “Some people are just so damned rude,” and insisted, “They have people for that.” She then rudely demanded the nearby cleaner, “Do your job! I’m not going to do it for you!”
I warned people about the mess and found a kind stranger who helped locate maintenance. After chatting, I saw the woman again, now causing a disturbance with her dog and loud music. I mischievously told her her flight had moved to a different gate, causing her to miss it.
Feeling guilty but oddly satisfied, I shared my actions with a fellow passenger, Mei, who advised me to use the experience as a lesson to be better. As the plane landed, I reflected on the balance of justice and my role in it.
