Leave Some Things Unsaid
By Jody NolandIt was one of those flights. Every single seat was filled. Fortunately, I had snagged an aisle seat. At least I thought I was fortunate. Then, the kicking started on the back of my seat.
Immediately, I assumed that the crying child in the row behind me was the source of the kicking. I tried looking over my shoulder, hoping that my “hairy eyeball” would effectively communicate my cease-and-desist message.