Hitting Her Where It Hurts
My mom and I were flying back to the States after visiting family. I was a kid, like seven or eight. Apparently, there was some mix-up, and they double-booked my mom’s seat. We were there first, and the other lady who had the seat came by and demanded that my mom move. She was traveling alone, so you’d think, logically, the person with the small child should stay.
But nah. She just screamed at my mother until eventually my mom gave up and took me to try finding seats close enough together that we wouldn’t be separated. The lady tried stopping her and said I could stay with her, and according to my mom, I hit her where it hurt. I said, “No, you’re mean”. I don’t remember saying this, but I do remember being very weirded out about her offering that.
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