“It’s Cramped.” “If You Want Space, Try Business Class.” Less Than 10 Minutes After Takeoff, A Teenager Put His Feet and Yellow Socks on My Armrest — And I Decided to Teach Him a Lesson That Silenced the Entire Row

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“Got it,” he said. “Appreciate it,” I replied. Turns out, the best lessons at 30,000 feet aren’t about altitude.

They’re about attitude—and how, with a few calm choices, a bad moment can still stick the landing.