On the flight, a woman demanded I be kicked off because of my weightbut I got my revenge and showed her how people should be treated.
Ive always tried not to inconvenience anyone. Yes, Im an overweight womanIve lived with health issues for years. To avoid drawing attention and out of consideration for others, I always buy two seats on a plane. My space is my responsibility. Its not a whim, its thoughtfulnessfor myself and fellow passengers.
Thats exactly what I did this time. I settled into my two window seats, got comfortable, put on my headphones, and prepared mentally for the journey. Everything was calmuntil she boarded. A beautiful woman. Slim waist, long legs, tight trousers, and a chic top. Her hair looked like it belonged in a shampoo advert. Everything about her screamed, Im perfect.
I barely noticed her, but I sensed her slowing down near my row. Suddenly, she scoffed loudly and said, Ugh.
I slowly removed one earpiece. Excuse me, were you speaking to me?
She didnt answer, just stared at me like I was a stain on a pristine surface.
I refuse to sit next to you.
I took a deep breath. You wont have to. These are my seats. Here are the tickets.
How can you even let yourself look like that? Have you seen yourself in the mirror?
For a moment, my vision went dark. Id heard it beforeon the street, in shops, onlinebut never like this, straight to my face in a confined space with nowhere to escape.
I have health issues, I replied calmly. And I dont owe you an explanation.
I turned to the window, hoping shed leave, but she didnt. Her voice grew louder, drawing glances from other passengers.
People like you shouldnt be allowed to fly. Its unnatural!
Inside, I was boiling with rageand then I did something I dont regret one bit. This woman would remember that day for a long time.
I stood up, pressed the call button with trembling fingers, and a flight attendant arrived promptlytall, confident, uniformed.
Is there a problem?
Yes. Id like to report harassment. I showed my two tickets. This woman is insulting me and demanding my seat.
The attendant looked surprised but, seeing my composed expression and shaking lips, turned to perfection.
Miss, may I see your boarding pass?
She scowled and handed it over. Her seat wasnt even beside mineshe just didnt want to be next to someone like me.
The attendant firmly but politely asked her to take her assigned seat. But the woman rolled her eyes, argued, and loudly complained about discrimination against slim people. Then, something unexpected happened.
Minutes later, the purser arrived. Madam, by the captains decision, you are asked to disembark due to disruptive behaviour and refusal to comply with crew instructions. Please gather your belongings.
She turned pale. Screamed. Threatened to sue. Ten minutes later, she was escorted off.
The same flight attendant approached me quietly. Im sorry for this incident. And thank you for keeping your composure.
After take-off, I even received a free dessert and a note from the crew: *You are strong. And dignified. Thank you for your kindness.*
I dont seek approvalIm just tired of living by others standards. The lesson? Treat people with respect, or life may just teach you humility the hard way.
