I was on a flight to a work conference and felt pleased to have an aisle seat. The man next to me, in his 40s and dressed in a suit, seemed arrogant, as if he owned the plane. Mid-flight, the attendants began serving dinner, and since I hadn’t eaten all day, I was looking forward to it. Just as they were about to serve, I needed to use the restroom. When I came back, my tray was missing, and to my shock, Mr. Important was eating my meal. I asked if they had brought his food, and he smirked, saying he assumed I didn’t want it and didn’t want to waste good food. He shrugged it off, saying I could grab a burger at the airport. I was left with just a bag of pretzels while he sat smugly. However, karma soon kicked in when the flight attendants made an announcement…
