On the plane, a girl threw her dirty foot onto the tray table of the empty seat: I politely asked her to remove her foot, but then I had to explain it more firmly

About five minutes after departure, she began acting suspiciously. She started by slowly removing her socks, then unbuttoned and removed her sweater, leaving her with a short top. She then took out food and began eating, crunching so noisily that it appeared she was doing so on purpose. But the culmination was her disgusting, visibly unwashed foot, which she boldly placed on the tray table of the empty seat right in front of me. That foot smelled so bad that I almost vomited.

I attempted to handle it respectfully. I leaned towards the girl and spoke politely: — Excuse me, but you are not alone in the cabin; please respect the other passengers. She simply snorted contemptuously and waved it away: — The seat is unoccupied, so I can do whatever I want. My patience had run out. I devised a simple but successful plan to put that unpleasant girl in her place.

I stood up, approached the flight attendant, and asked for a cup of warm coffee. When I returned to my seat, I accidentally spilled that coffee straight on her horrible foot. The girl leapt up and screamed:— What are you doing! I gently glanced at her, saying: — Sorry, I tripped, but aboard a cramped plane, it’s best to keep your feet to yourself. It’s safer and more polite.

The girl wiped her foot with napkins and refused to put it out again, sitting silently like a mouse for the remainder of the journey. After this encounter, I realized that being overly courteous can be misinterpreted as weakness.