When a middle-aged man spilled whiskey on my laptop mid-flight and dismissed my frustration with a smirk, I was furious but stayed silent. Little did he know, karma was waiting for him at 30,000 feet, and I had the perfect response when his arrogance turned to desperation.
It’s said that karma has a way of balancing the scales, and I never believed it more than on this particular flight. My name is Becca, and I’m 26 years old. I work as a freelance graphic designer, which means my laptop is like an extension of myself.
Becca with her laptop | Source: Midjourney
Today, I was on a flight to visit my grandmother. She’s been in and out of the hospital for weeks, and the doctors aren’t sure how much time she has left.