Author: bunhak168

ENTITLED CELEBRITY DEMANDED THE STEWARDESS MOVE ME FROM MY RIGHTFUL FIRST-CLASS SEAT – I TAUGHT HER A LESSON IN RESPECT I had just boarded my long-haul flight to Europe, excited to sink into the first-class seat I’d splurged on. But as I approached my seat, I saw who was sitting next to it—A CELEBRITY, our local TV star. As I placed my carry-on in the overhead compartment, I could feel their cold, scrutinizing gaze. Before I even sat down, they snapped their fingers at a flight attendant, demanding I be moved. “I need more space,” they said arrogantly. “Can you find her another seat?” I was stunned. I paid a hefty sum for this seat, and I wasn’t about to let anyone push me around. The celebrity leaned in, dripping with condescension, “DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM? YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO MOVE!” I calmly took my seat, buckled up, and smiled. “I’m sorry, but I paid for this seat just like you did. I’m staying right here.” The celebrity looked ready to explode while the flight attendant, caught in the middle, looked helpless. But then, an idea popped into my head—a way to handle this that would be much more satisfying to me and would teach the celebrity a lesson

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I’d always heard about rude celebrities but didn’t believe that reputation until I came across someone like that. This local star tried bullying me out of my comfortable airplane seat, …

ENTITLED CELEBRITY DEMANDED THE STEWARDESS MOVE ME FROM MY RIGHTFUL FIRST-CLASS SEAT – I TAUGHT HER A LESSON IN RESPECT I had just boarded my long-haul flight to Europe, excited to sink into the first-class seat I’d splurged on. But as I approached my seat, I saw who was sitting next to it—A CELEBRITY, our local TV star. As I placed my carry-on in the overhead compartment, I could feel their cold, scrutinizing gaze. Before I even sat down, they snapped their fingers at a flight attendant, demanding I be moved. “I need more space,” they said arrogantly. “Can you find her another seat?” I was stunned. I paid a hefty sum for this seat, and I wasn’t about to let anyone push me around. The celebrity leaned in, dripping with condescension, “DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM? YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO MOVE!” I calmly took my seat, buckled up, and smiled. “I’m sorry, but I paid for this seat just like you did. I’m staying right here.” The celebrity looked ready to explode while the flight attendant, caught in the middle, looked helpless. But then, an idea popped into my head—a way to handle this that would be much more satisfying to me and would teach the celebrity a lesson Read More