This Man Had Enough! See How He Taught a Seat-Kicking Kid and His Mom a Lesson!
Carl twisted in his seat with a polite smile. “Hey, buddy — could you stop kicking the seat, please?”
The boy didn’t even blink. Thud. Another kick, deliberate this time. Carl inhaled through his nose, forced a calm expression, and turned back.
Maybe it’ll stop.
It didn’t.
The steady tap-tap-tap returned with maddening consistency. Carl’s temples pulsed. He tried again, this time with a firmer tone. The mother glanced up briefly and gave a careless shrug. “He’s just a kid,” she said flatly, eyes still glued to her phone.
Carl stared ahead, stunned. He wasn’t sure what was more frustrating — the kicks or her indifference.
