The flight attendant approached swiftly, a calm smile on her face despite the clear discomfort spreading through the cabin. I could see her assessing the situation, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in the scene. The young woman, oblivious or indifferent to the commotion she was causing, continued to act as if she hadn’t a care in the world.
“Excuse me, miss,” the flight attendant said gently, leaning down to be at eye level with the woman. “Could you please move your foot out of the aisle? It’s important to keep the walkway clear for safety reasons.”
The young woman glared at her, clearly irritated by the interruption. “I’m comfortable like this,” she retorted, crossing her arms defiantly.
