Entitled Mom Demands That I Obey Her Teen Son’s Wishes – Flight Attendant Teaches Them…

On a long overnight flight from New York to London, I settled in with a stack of books, hoping for a peaceful trip. Sitting beside me was a teenage boy blasting loud action shows on his tablet, even though he wore headphones. I kindly asked him twice to lower the volume. He smiled and agreed but never actually did. His mother, seated on the aisle, acted like she owned the space. She ignored the noise and flipped through her magazine as though I wasn’t there.

Later, I opened the window shade to let in some natural light for reading. Without saying anything, the teenager slammed it shut. I reopened it—he closed it again. This silent struggle continued until his mom finally snapped, “He’s trying to sleep! Just leave it down!” I calmly responded, “And I’m trying to read.” She sighed dramatically and pressed the call button. When the flight attendant arrived, she loudly complained that I was disturbing her son’s sleep. I explained my side, showing my book. The flight attendant nodded understandingly, then whispered, “I have a solution.” She kindly upgraded me to an empty business class seat, offering me peace, quiet, and my own window. But the best part?

The flight attendant returned and seated a very large man in my old seat, who needed the extra space. He politely took the aisle, leaving the entitled mom and her son crammed into the middle and window seats, both clearly uncomfortable. As I enjoyed champagne and silence up front, I glanced back once—the look on their faces was absolutely priceless.