As a mother of three made her way to her business class seats, Louis Newman, a millionaire businessman, was visibly displeased.
“Ugh! You’re kidding! Really, making her sit here? Miss, do something!” he growled at the flight attendant, clearly frustrated.
“I’m sorry, sir,” the stewardess replied calmly, handing him the tickets. “Mrs. Debbie Brown and her children are assigned these seats. We cannot make changes.”
Louis sighed, irritated. “You don’t get it! I have a major investor meeting, and her kids will be noisy. I can’t afford distractions!”
Before the flight attendant could respond, Debbie interjected.
“It’s okay,” she said gently. “If someone would like to swap seats with me and my children, I’m happy to move.”
“Not at all, ma’am!” the flight attendant insisted. “You paid for these seats—you belong here! And sir,” she turned to Louis, “I’d appreciate your patience until the flight lands.”
A Tense Start
