When a middle-aged man spilled whiskey on my laptop mid-flight and dismissed my frustration with a smirk, I was furious but stayed silent. My laptop is essential for my work as a freelance graphic designer, and I was on this flight to visit my sick grandmother. The man’s careless attitude was infuriating, especially when he said, “What are you going to do, cry about it?” as my laptop flickered out.
Later, severe weather canceled all connecting flights, and I noticed the man’s confidence evaporate as he frantically tried to rebook his flight. When he asked to use my phone, I calmly replied, “No, I’m afraid I can’t help you. Why don’t you go cry about it?” He was stunned into silence.
Despite the ruined laptop, I felt a sense of peace knowing that sometimes life has a way of balancing things out. While the man was left in chaos, I was focused on what truly mattered—being there for my grandmother.
