At Las Vegas Airport, I witnessed an entitled woman\u2019s shocking behavior with her dog. Little did she know, her actions would set off a chain of events that would leave us both questioning the nature of justice and karma. I arrived at Las Vegas Airport at 6:30 a.m., bleary-eyed and desperate for coffee. As I trudged towards my gate, I spotted a woman with a small dog on a leash. She was engrossed in a FaceTime call, oblivious to her surroundings. \u201cOh my God, Stacey, you won\u2019t believe what happened last night,\u201d she shrieked into her phone.I rolled my eyes and was about to move on when I noticed her dog squatting down. Right there on the airport floor. \u201cExcuse me, miss?\u201d A middle-aged man nearby tried to get her attention. \u201cYour dog is\u2026\u201d\n
The woman shot him a glare that could\u2019ve melted steel. \u201cSome people are just so damned rude,\u201d she complained to her friend on the phone.I couldn\u2019t believe what I was seeing. The dog finished its business, and the woman started walking away, leaving the mess behind. \u201cYou\u2019re not going to clean that up?\u201d another bystander asked, shock evident in her voice. The woman turned, her face twisted in disgust. \u201cThey have people for that,\u201d she snapped. Then, she spotted an airport cleaner nearby. Her voice dripped with entitlement as she yelled, \u201cDo your job! I\u2019m not going to do it for you!\u201dThe young airport worker, a guy probably in his early twenties, looked stunned. His face flushed red as he stammered, \u201cMa\u2019am, I\u2026 that\u2019s not\u2026 you\u2019re supposed to\u2026\u201d But the woman had already turned, disappearing into the crowd. The worker stood there, looking utterly deflated. He glanced around as if hoping someone would tell him this was all a bad joke. I couldn\u2019t stay silent anymore. I approached him, saying, \u201cHey, you okay? That woman was way out of line.\u201dHe sighed.\n
\u201cThanks. I just\u2026 I don\u2019t even know how to handle that. It\u2019s not even my department.\u201d \u201cDon\u2019t worry about it,\u201d I assured him. \u201cWe saw the whole thing. It\u2019s not your fault.\u201d He nodded gratefully and hurried off, probably to find someone who could actually deal with the mess. My blood boiled. Who did this woman think she was? I approached the mess, warning people to watch their step. A kind stranger went to find a maintenance worker.\u201cCan you believe that?\u201d I asked the man who\u2019d tried to alert the woman earlier. He shook his head. \u201cFlying with pets is a privilege, not a right. Some people just don\u2019t get it.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m Nora,\u201d I said, extending my hand. \u201cJasper,\u201d he replied, shaking it. \u201cHeading somewhere nice?\u201d \u201cLondon, for work. You?\u201d \u201cTokyo. Business trip.\u201d We chatted for a few minutes before parting ways. I couldn\u2019t shake my anger as I walked to my gate. And then I saw her again.The entitled woman was sitting near my gate, her dog now barking incessantly. As if that wasn\u2019t bad enough, she was blasting music from her phone without headphones. Other passengers were moving away, but I had a different idea. I sat down right next to her. \u201cAre you going to Tokyo on business?\u201d I asked, faking a friendly tone. She barely glanced at me. \u201cI\u2019m going to London,\u201d she snapped. I widened my eyes in mock surprise.\n
\u201cOh no! Then you better hurry. That flight got moved to gate 53C. This is the flight to Tokyo.\u201dHer eyes bulged. Without even checking the monitor, she grabbed her bags and dog and stormed off. I couldn\u2019t help but grin. The gate monitor still clearly showed \u201cLondon,\u201d but she was too self-absorbed to notice. As boarding time approached, I kept an eye out for her return. The final call came and went, but there was no sign of her or her yappy dog. I settled into my seat, feeling a strange combination of satisfaction and guilt. As the plane began to taxi, I realized she must have missed the flight.The woman next to me smiled. \u201cFirst time flying to London?\u201d \u201cNo, I go for work pretty often. I\u2019m Nora.\u201d \u201cMei,\u201d she replied. \u201cI noticed that commotion earlier with the woman and her dog. Did you see her get on?\u201d I shook my head.\n
\u201cI don\u2019t think she made it back in time.\u201d Mei\u2019s eyebrows shot up. \u201cReally? Wow, that\u2019s\u2026 unfortunate.\u201d I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. \u201cYeah, well\u2026 karma, I guess.\u201d Mei nodded slowly. \u201cI suppose. Still, it seems a bit harsh. Missing a flight is a big deal.\u201dHer words made me squirm in my seat. Had I gone too far? \u201cYou\u2019re right,\u201d I admitted. \u201cI just got so angry seeing how she treated everyone.\u201d Mei patted my arm. \u201cWe all have our moments. The important thing is to learn from them.\u201d As the plane took off, I couldn\u2019t stop thinking about what I\u2019d done. Missing her flight wasn\u2019t my original intention, but it felt like the universe balanced the scales over her appalling behavior.Still, Mei\u2019s words stuck with me. Had I really taught her a lesson, or just stooped to her level? The flight attendant\u2019s voice jolted me from my thoughts.\n
\u201cDrinks, ladies?\u201d \u201cWater, please,\u201d Mei said. I nodded. \u201cSame for me, thanks.\u201d As we sipped our drinks, Mei turned to me. \u201cSo, what takes you to London so often?\u201d I welcomed the distraction. \u201cI work for a tech company. We\u2019re expanding our European operations.\u201d \u201cSounds exciting,\u201d Mei said. \u201cAny favorite spots in the city?\u201dWe spent the next hour chatting about London, our jobs, and travel stories. It was a pleasant diversion from my gnawing guilt. Halfway through the flight, I excused myself to use the restroom. As I waited in line, I overheard a conversation that made my stomach drop. \u201cYeah, some lady missed her flight because someone gave her the wrong gate number,\u201d a man was saying. \u201cShe was raising hell at customer service when I left.\u201dI felt the color drain from my face. It was real now. I actually caused her to miss her flight. Back in my seat, I must have looked as bad as I felt because Mei asked, \u201cAre you okay? You look a bit pale.\u201d I considered lying, but the guilt was eating me up. \u201cCan I tell you something? Promise not to judge?\u201d Mei nodded, her expression serious.I took a deep breath and spilled everything. The dog incident, my anger, the false gate information. By the time I finished, I felt like the worst person in the world. Mei was quiet for a moment. Then she said, \u201cWell, that was certainly\u2026 creative.\u201d I groaned. \u201cI\u2019m a terrible person, aren\u2019t I?\u201d\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Mei said firmly. \u201cYou made a mistake, yes. But terrible people don\u2019t feel bad about their actions.\u201d Her words were kind, but they didn\u2019t erase my guilt. \u201cWhat should I do?\u201dMei thought for a moment. \u201cWell, you can\u2019t undo what\u2019s done. But maybe this can be a turning point. A reminder to think before you act, even when you\u2019re angry.\u201d I nodded slowly. \u201cYou\u2019re right. I just hope she learned something too.\u201d \u201cMaybe she did,\u201d Mei said. \u201cSometimes it takes a shock to make us realize our behavior isn\u2019t okay.\u201d As we began our descent into London, I made a silent promise to myself. I\u2019d use this experience as a lesson, a reminder to be better, even when faced with difficult people.The plane touched down, and as we taxied to the gate, Mei turned to me one last time. \u201cRemember, Nora, we\u2019re all works in progress. The important thing is to keep trying to be better.\u201d I smiled gratefully. \u201cThanks, Mei. For listening and for the wisdom.\u201d As we disembarked, I couldn\u2019t help but scan the faces in the airport, half expecting to see the woman from Vegas. She wasn\u2019t there, of course, but the memory of her, and my actions, would stay with me for a long time.I didn\u2019t know if she\u2019d made it back before we took off, but I hadn\u2019t seen her aboard, and I hadn\u2019t heard her dog. Missing her flight wasn\u2019t my original intention, but it felt like the universe balancing the scales for her appalling behavior. Yet as I walked through the airport, I realized the scales don\u2019t always balance so neatly. Sometimes, they just keep tipping, leaving us to find our equilibrium in the chaos of human interactions.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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