Arrogant Passenger Ate My Plane Meal – Karma Didn’t Let It Slide

A 35-year-old marketing consultant boarded her flight from New York to Los Angeles, expecting a routine trip.

She was heading to a big conference with a tight connection to San Diego, so everything was planned down to the minute.

As she took her seat, she noticed the man beside her, dressed sharply, barely acknowledged her,

checking his expensive watch as if he had someplace more important to be.
In the end, while she made her connection, the man was left regretting his actions,

proving that sometimes, karma doesn’t let things slide

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