I scowled, huffing. "You evil robot!" I whisper yelled, glaring at him. "Don't take me for a fool! I know what you are doing! I'm gonna google it! Just you wait!"
"Miss?" A flight attendant came in sight, approaching me. Her eyes looked around and back to me, "I'm sorry but could you please keep it down? I'm afraid other passengers are being disturbed. Thank you so much." She flashed me a small smile and walked away.
I threw daggers at the flight attendant's retreating figure, fuming in anger. Argh! They always came in the 'unexpected' time to ruin my mood again!
Just like earlier, that other flight attendant who forced me to sit, and now her. Can't they understand and blame the one who is really at fault? Why am I always the one who looks like it's my fault?