This Man Had Enough! See How He Taught a Seat-Kicking Kid and His Mom a Lesson!
Carl could feel his patience wearing paper-thin. He had just spent four days being polite, composed, and professional in every high-pressure meeting imaginable. Now all he wanted was a quiet ride home — but instead, he was being pelted with tiny assaults from a child whose parent clearly didn’t care.
One more kick. Then another.
Carl turned fully around, looked the boy in the eyes, and said calmly but firmly, “I really need to rest. Can you please stop kicking my seat?”
The boy just blinked at him.
His mother, now finally paying attention, narrowed her eyes. “Don’t talk to my son,” she snapped, her voice sharp with indignation.
Carl sat back in his seat, jaw tight, heart racing. He knew that tone — the kind that made you feel like you were the problem for asking for basic decency.
